Salish Sea Anti-Space Symposium Website

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Excerpts from "Don't let them leave" - Salish Sea Anti-Space Symposium

Apollo 11


1969 was a million years ago viewed from the street level of class war, urban uprisings, student communes and rioting, from youth moving to the country to hide out and build the damaged children who would become your parents. 1969 is like a song that makes you so frightened and curious, that you lay awake at childhood nights, crying with a longing to be within its folds. 
It is a great song for cities on fire and the ambush of patrol cars, of guerrilla war, of prison & revolutions !
1969 was the end of the world. 
It was Woodstock for white youth, samo ghetto for people of color, only this year, with armed insurrections. CoInTelPro and state violence..
1969 was the end of the world for the vietnamese people. More than 1 million people would die fighting against US invasion and bombings in North Vietnam.
That is men, women and children.
Who weren’t able to watch the shitty blurred images of footsteps on the moon, because they were holding guns and shooting down our airplanes, soldiers, and collaborators.
1969 was carpet bombing and agent orange defoliated forests for the vietcong. 
To make the surface of indochina become the dead surface of earth’s moon, to match the cities of Newark, Detroit, and Watts, bombed with poverty and racism. 
Still smoldering, still rebelling..
Footsteps tripping explosives. Across history to distract us from the revolution,
The stonewall riots, the anti-war movement.
Fifty years of war, racism and prisons.
Which drops us to the doorway of the year 2019 and the 50th anniversary of the Apollo moon landings. 
NASA putting men on the lunar surface. Of NASA putting boots on to our ancestral wonder and  awe. This cycling of birth, tide, and flow, through all of phases of season, life, sanity, womb,
and Moon.
1969 was a piece of shit named Apollo.
Like a bullet to the face of history.

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Salish Sea Anti-Space Symposium @ pipsqueak 

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Salish Sea Anti-Space Symposium

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Salish Sea Anti-Space Symposium @ pipsqueak 


Seattle, WA — Astronauts are always brave and billionaires always benevolent, if you believe their PR. But what’s really more important, colonizing the Moon or housing people? Putting a Tesla in orbit or studying global climate change? In a country that heaps undeserved tax breaks on CEOs, in a city with thousands of unhoused people sleeping on the streets, the morality of Seattle’s space-struck billionaires—and the system propping them up—requires examination. The Salish Sea Anti-Space Symposium (SSASS) is a first of its kind event to say NO TO SPACE EXPLOITATION!
With no organized resistance, or even serious questioning, America’s billionaires are racing to claim outer space for their own. This “land grab” of space inevitably puts corporate profits ahead of the fate of earth itself. The Salish Sea Anti-Space Symposium (SSASS) presents a weekend (July 19 - 21) of free events, both thoughtful and humorous, designed to provoke questions around the fervor of space conquest and ask what will happen once the 1% abandon the rest of us on an overheated earth?
Don’t Let Them Leave zine release
A 10 point countdown of opposition to manned space exploitation exposing the olonial origins of space flight, plus the corporate grabs of land and resources in the pace rush.
Anti-Space Exploitation poster show
Your posters against space exploitation From Trump’s “Space Force” to Bezo’s “Blue Origin,” America and its elite vie to own space while the rest of us speed towards
limate disaster.Call for entries here. Deadline July 12.
alish Sea Anti-Space Symposium (1-6pm)
Featuring a series of short talks and presentations with time for Q+A. Our venue, Pipsqueak Community Space is a small, casually appointed anarchist hangout. On
lovely July day the door will be open, feel free to wander in and out.Symposium Speakers
Elmer Dixon
Dixon is a civil rights activist, co-founder of the Seattle Black Panther Party, and current President of Executive Diversity Services. A leader in the field of diversity and inclusion, multiculturalism and human rights for over 30 years he’s led organizational development, team building and conflict management programs for government agencies, not-for- profit organizations and corporations.
Judy R. Twedt
A University of Washington doctoral candidate specializing in climate science who makes infosonics from climate data. A native of Tacoma, she has a master’s degree in Atmospheric Sciences where she used global climate models to understand Antarctic sea ice variability. Her work blends data sonifications with natural sound recordings to promote greater awareness of our rapidly changing planet.
Terry Williams
Since 1982, Williams has worked on behalf of the Tulalip Tribes negotiating and planning the management of salmon and their habitats to sustain abundant, harvestable populations. A Tulalip tribal member, he has created and participated in numerous processes, from local to international, to protect and recover treaty trust resources and the ecosystems that sustain tribal culture. He is an expert on the current state of the Salish Sea and the effects of climate change.
Meghan Elizabeth Trainor
Trainor is an interdisciplinary artist, writer and performer, her work has been shown and performed locally and internationally. She completed her Masters at the Interactive Telecommunications Program at Tisch School of the Arts/New York University and achieved Doctoral Candidacy at the University of Washington’s Center for Digital Art & Experimental Media.
Elisa Chavez
Chavez is a poet and writer based in Seattle. She has been an artist in residence at Town Hall Seattle and the Seattle Review of Books, served on the boards of Seattle Poetry Slam and Rain City Slam, and represented Seattle at national poetry slams. She knows almost nothing about love.
Emmett Montgomery
Montgomery is a comedian/storyteller who was made in Utah but has lived in Seattle for most of the 21st century and been failing beautifully on and off the stage for over a decade. When he is not wandering the country telling jokes and falling in love with America, he produces local shows that focus on building community, pushing the limits of what it means to be a performer and celebrating the unique beauty of the city he lives in.
Daddy Daddy & Daddy
The Daddies are an art collective born out of a necessity to recategorize and redistribute power and wealth in a city where we all ostensibly serve Daddy Bezos (among other billionaire daddies). Daddies respect limits and interrogate existing power structures by nurturing fragility in themselves, in their relationships and in their work. You can be a Daddy, too.
SASS Block Party (6-9pm)
mmediately following the Symposium, in front of Pipsqueak on 16th Avenue at the orner of Spruce Street. Live music by Pigeon, a food truck, plus “No gods, no paceships,” A lively musical reinterpretation of the Apollo 11 moon landing with hild actors singing the famously flubbed lines of Neil Armstrong.
A Highly Opinionated Tour” of The Museum of Flight
Dress in your silvery space best for a highly-opinionated, guided tour of corporate nd militarized space knickknacks cloistered in South Seattle. Pull the veil off the
aux-patriotic, ridicule space junk worship, resist corporate domination of space— while there’s still time!
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Sunday July 21, 2-4 pmField Trip
The Museum of Flight 9404 E Marginal Way S Seattle, 98108
Requires purchase of museum ticket
Contact
Jed Walsh
jedwalsh9@gmail.com
Daniel R Smith
command_z_design@hotmail.com

The Fermi Simulation !




The fermi simulation !

Looking at the waves smashing into the rocks against a bluebird sky and a super moon above the hills, it is incredibly hard to grasp the concept of the vast simulation, that numerous people have postulated, that we all may live within.
A theory that even famous television physicists tell us maybe a 50-50 possibility.  
That is a 50-50 possibility that we all live in computational hardware, that we are actually SIMS of some sort, that is, all of our history and all of our so called greatness is mere play acting. A simulation of what was, or could be, or imagined. And that is gross. Or maybe the science folk posing this idea, believe only the rest of us are simulated and that they are the actors interacting with us the dust, the CPU, NPC  and treat us as such. See GTA or Greek philosophy, the Matrix etc… Nick Bostrom.

And to take a step forward from this point to the idea of fermi and the not-paradox question of life in the universe, and where it is ? seeing that even NASA was putting the number of habitable planets in the universe at 500 billion, and this speculation was made in the early sixties. More modern number put habitable exoplanets as being equal to the entire amount of sand on the entirety of Earth.
The question is - So where is everybody. Where are the energy signals, the radio blips, the dyson spheres, the cosmic engineering and the self replicating probots ?  Of life out among the stars.
When we put these two thoughts/ and theories together it all makes sense and falls together
We can’t find alien life signatures in space because the simulation doesn’t have any. Or the simulation won’t let us see the alien architect or messages.
Our version of life and the universe places us alone in the environment or the experiment.
Which is both sad and lonely, and also extremely terrifying
Which raises some wild questions about religion and the idea of the soul.
Can something be reincarnated if it was never really alive. Can a simulation manifest a soul, could the vast weapons we create be used against the very simulation we are trapped within ?
Is this human flaw of murder and war and suicidal destruction merely the antics of a creature trapped in cage, imprisoned for life, lashing out at itself, and others in helpless desperation. Looking for actual freedom, death becomes an answer to ending the simulation and a path to being free.
If the stars are empty and the earth is false, life is meaningless.

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