Calling Anons: AnonymouSky Needs Your Help!

I never do this. I never, ever do this. But I’m doing it now because AnonymouSky is both one of the most important Anons in the sense of working, getting the word out, and supporting worthwhile Ops, and because he is like this:

Unfortunately, he is also like this:

https://twitter.com/OpManning/status/440254992230780928

In 12 hours his GoFundMe has raised most of the $8,000 needed for life-saving brain surgery. This is legit. This is not frivolous. Sky was in a car accident which led to him getting a scan which indicated a potentially fatal growth in his brain. He’s had two rounds of chemo and the tumour has shrunk by 60%, which is an outstanding result. It is now small enough and limited enough to be operated on, which was always the goal. That’s where the money comes in.

The GoFundMe says:

Greatings fellow Anons.
One of our most dedicated and loyal Anons, who you may know AnonymouSky, Sky, Starseed or @AnonStarseed on Twitter is currently facing the physical trial of his life. Sky has been involved in more Anonymous causes than can be listed, and has been a regular and important contributor to @YourAnonCentral. Recenetly, Sky was in an automobile accident where he suffered a broken leg and a severe head injury. As a result of this accident, the hospital where he was admitted performed an MRI scan, during which they discovered a malignant tumor in his brain.
Following the scan, Sky’s family and friends pooled everything they had together in order for him to begin chemotherapy.The first round of chemotherapy that Sky went through was very positive. However, the tumor had not shrank far enough to where it would be safe to operate. However, Sky was strong enough to be able to go through another round of chemotherapy. After the last round of chemotherapy, Sky’s brain tumor has decreased in size by over 60%. This is an incredibly positive development. The tumor is now small enough that it can be removed by surgery.
This is where we are calling on Anyonymous, and anyone else who cares, to help. Sky’s samily and friends have taken the maximum amount of credit that they can to help with his surgery. All the money has been spent. Sky is scheduled for surgery in 8 days, but won’t be able to receive it if he doesn’t have the money to cover the costs. The good news is that the doctors are positive that there is over a 90% chance that this surgery will be successful and save his life.
To put this in perspective, Sky currently lives in a region where the average income is 180 – 200 Euros a month. His local support network has run dry of funds. Thus, we ask you to donate anything you can to the following addresses:

If you use bitcoin, please donate any bitcoin you can spare to 1MgVTLHVJ13UxL2x4WH9tsVr4VypvTdVsn.

Again, we cannot emphasize stronger that time is of the essence here. Sky’s surgery is scheduled in 8 days. T
Let us show that “we are legion” and “we do not forget” truly means something. Anonymous simply would not be what it is today if it wasn’t for the actions of Sky, along with the rest of you that have made this movement so unique and special. Please help us continue in that tradition by keeping one of our beloved alive. Any amount in donation helps.

Thank you,
Anonymous

Again, I know shitloads of people who have fundraisers, but AnonymouSky is in a class by himself. He is, to the extent that anyone who is part of a collective movement, important. He has done more for important Ops than virtually anyone else I know, and we should all support him. From the speed this fundraiser is growing, it looks like we agree on that.

Edited to add

For those nay-sayers who think this is a scam, go on. Keep your money. At least there is something in your life that brings you joy. Having gone through cancer treatment myself, in a country with socialized medicine, I can tell you that no, not all costs are covered; it ate up my life savings at a rate of $1300 every two weeks until everything was gone. I have known Sky for many years, have never known him to ask for money, and if I were not 100% sure this was both legit and a good cause I would not have posted this. You’ve no idea how many of my friends’ fundraisers I do not post. I get perhaps three requests a week. Nobody requested that I post this. I was just alerted to it, investigated it, and found it to be real. Sky is good people, and he needs help. Give it to him or walk away, but if you spew bile, expect it to bite you on the ass. Remember what they say about expecting us.

How a Boy, His Horse and a Swamp Basically Screwed Up a Generation

This is indeed one of the best posts I’ve seen lately, even if I hate it for bringing back that horrible, horrible memory. The original has been moved here.

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You hear about it, every now and then.  About rising rates of depression among 18-30 year olds.  About how many people in my own generation are being medicated for depression.  And they have a lot of theories.

But those theories are wrong.  Because I know why we are so messed up.

We more than likely have a shared childhood trauma.

Because we were the first generation that would have had the opportunity to see the movie The Never Ending Story at an impressionable age.

In case you haven’t seen the movie, or for whatever reason have repressed this trauma, and don’t know what I’m talking about, let me explain.  See, in the movie, the hero, Atreyu, starts off his journey to save a magical land along with his horse, Artax.

Atreyu and Artax are best friends.

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raincoaster is a god

Yeah, today just feels like the right day to reblog this. Thanks again, Max! I’m glad I could help. WordPress.com would be smaller and a lot duller without you!
PS Now I have the time to take one of your courses!

Max's avatarcelluloid blonde

So for reasons best left unstated—

I needed some help in the social media realm and after struggling for two weeks on my own I dropped one email to Lorraine Murphy of Raincoaster Media and it was fixed in two hours — after 10 PM.

Lorraine is a god. Hire her. Immediately.


:::raincoaster media:::

where the art work comes from :
that is from arxetypo

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Good News/Bad News

Keven Spacey is as confused as I am

Keven Spacey is as confused as I am

Well, I may get whiplash from this rollercoaster life (if I don’t get it from doing yet another faceplant trying to walk on the slippery boardwalk). As some of you know, the Daily Dot and I have parted company. That was planned and a very long time coming, but it had to be done and it was done last week when I sent in the final invoice and, well, it was sad but it was better if you know what I mean. Then I moved to a place where my rent is paid with two hours a day of wood chopping, compost researching, boardwalk repairing, etc, started losing weight automatically, and all was well.

Yesterday, raincoaster.com celebrated its eighth birthday! I still remember all 64 of my first day’s hits, which I got by begging in the comments section on Boris Johnson’s blog.

That left me with Ayyyy.com as my sole paid gig.

Guess what happened to Ayyyy.com today.

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#OpHippie Day Three

Barataria: new HQ for Operation Global Media Domination.

Barataria: new HQ for Operation Global Media Domination. What can I say, I like a challenge.

Well, say hello to the new Global HQ for Operation Global Media Domination. It is one-quarter mile down a dirt and gravel road, past the salmon stream, past the pond, to the left of the wood chip pile and the right of the kale garden (yet another kale garden), past the fish caddy, thirty yards up a slippery boardwalk into the rainforest, and it is all mine.

Well, mine and the rats’, but they’ll be leaving soon, trust me on that. If I have to borrow a honey badger, the rats will be leaving soon. They can’t get at my peanut butter, so they hate me and they pooped beside my bed last night. My bed is in a loft above the main floor, which is maybe 15×15, and I climb up a very steep ladder to get to bed, and as I said of the boardwalk “this is going to do wonders for my sobriety” and so far it has. If I fall off the ladder, I land on the stove, and I don’t want that, as the stove is likely to be burning hot when I go to bed.

One expects my days as a cocktail enthusiast are about to be severely curtailed. Oh, I’ll still go out for cocktails, but there’s something about having to walk two miles into town in the rain that takes the edge off a thirst, knowmasayin? Shawn at Little Jumbo and Simon at Veneto and Jay at The Blackbird may be seeing much more of me than they are used to, as I’m not paying rent and have nothing else to spend my money on other than trips of hundreds of miles just to drink the best cocktails in the world at their respective establishments.

I have named the cabin Barataria, after Jean Lafitte’s hideout in Louisiana. Jean Lafitte is the bomb, and when in doubt, choose an alliterative name from pirate history. Always.

This should be more widely known.

He, apparently, stole it from Don Quixote, where it was the name of a fictional island that was part of a deal from a conman, and the name derives from the Spanish word for “cheap” so this is perfect in every way.

OpHippie My Driveway

This is my driveway

This is the driveway. It is uphill, but not terribly steeply. You do feel it, though, when you push a load of firewood in a wheelbarrow all the way. I was enormously proud I got it all the way up the boardwalk to the cabin, but then it DID serve as a stability aid. I’ve taken three headers thanks to slimy boardwalks. Thank god for these boots; at least they have some tread. If I had to rely on my sneakers, I’d have been miserable since my arrival. Not that they aren’t great sneakers, but they are porous and they are not trail runners. Sticky, they are not.

As discussed last time in OpHippie, the boots are awesome. I have awesome boots. Awesome: those are what my boots are. I have been grateful for these boots every moment I’ve been here, although I keep forgetting to ask the donor if s/he would like to remain anonymous or not. Sorel Women’s Caribou, Da. Bomb. Waterproof, and 60% off, too! Also heavy, so I’ll lose weight simply wearing them.

Alas for my old hat, which was glorious and perfect in every way including folding up to nothing and popping back into shape. My new hat is cool, but it is no Old Hat. It is no Official Indiana Jones Stetson. I bought that hat the last day Woodwards was open, so 1985 I guess, and I paid ten dollars for it, which was far less, like 70% less, than it should have sold for, but they were just liquidating the stuff at that point. It was waterproof and perfect in every way as I mentioned before. Apparently they are still available. I should save up.

The new hat is an Aussie Akubra Snowy River hat and very good-looking although garnering fewer compliments than the old one (brim is too aggressive, methinks), it does not fold up, and it needs to have a leash and keepers put on, ie the string that goes under your chin, so I can hang it on my back when I don’t need it on my head and don’t want to hold it, and also so it won’t blow away when I board a ferry, for lo it cost me $150 and I am loathe to throw that away or let the wind gods steal it.

https://twitter.com/raincoaster/status/387419293375152129

Today's shopping

Today’s shopping

The “dry firewood” thing is a challenge. There isn’t any. The new stuff comes in and it gets damp just hanging out in the woodshed. Moisture is contagious. I have a brand new pizza box that won’t burn now, because it’s been in my cabin two days and has absorbed too much moisture. It steams when you try to set it on fire. But I got some wax coated cardboard today that will burn like a candle, and some wood that just got cut, and Shahee helped me set up a rack to dry my wood on, on the top of the stove. I need a grate for the stove and if I can get a spare, that will make an excellent drying rack on top of the stove. We are discussing making me a rocket stove like his, which works amazingly well. The cabin isn’t as insulated as the bus, alas, but it could be improved. And a good stove will go a long way to that. Still, after living for two years without electricity in Vancouver, I’m used to chilly temperatures for sleeping. Can’t sleep if it’s hot, in fact.

Once the rocket stove is in, I get a converter and that transforms heat to electricity, and YOU KNOW WHAT THAT MEANS! It means I don’t have to blog from the kitchen, that’s what it means.

Well, no wifi back there, but I can write offline and come to the kitchen to upload.

Oh, did I mention there’s a beach?

Middle Beach, Not-Ucluelet

Middle Beach, Not-Ucluelet

Not too scruffy. This was a very quiet day, apparently. Usually the waves are surfing sized. There is a beach to the left and also one to the right. They are also surfing beaches. Mostly, I use these beaches in the following traditional fashion: make coffee, put in thermos, doctor appropriately, go to beach. Walk up beach. Walk down beach. Repeat until coffee is gone. Return to kitchen.

Some local colour…

Get Trippy. YOU MUST OBEY. Or not, dude, Whatever's cool.

Get Trippy. YOU MUST OBEY. Or not, dude, Whatever’s cool.

Skyline, not-ucluelet

Just a local skyline view

OpHippie Sky Lights

OpHippie Sky Lights

This is down by the main gardens. It’s a sort of Gilligan’s Island with a nautical theme, a platform with a tire swing and sofas, a pond with salmon in it, and a cave for concerts and getting loud. Right now there’s a carpenter from Nanaimo and a guy from London whose mind is completely blown by the space staying there.

OpHippie You are so totally loved. Even you, yes you.

OpHippie You are so totally loved. Even you, yes you.

OpHippie My Pond

OpHippie My Pond

When I’m coming home in the dark I listen for the sound of the salmon stream waterfall to tell me I’m on the right path. Not long after this comes the pond, which is where the stream and the salmon come from. Last night I wandered around far too long in the dark, blundering into other camps because I was too proud to use the headlamp. I guess you gotta learn every lesson once, eh?

OpHippie close of the day

OpHippie close of the day

Basically, but the time you notice the clouds are starting to turn golden and magenta, it’s too late to walk to the beach. I have to set a “sunset alarm” on the phone so that I can make sure to get there in time. Watching the sun set, knowing there is nothing out there between you and Japan but some whales is a pretty awe-inspiring feeling. Sunsetting is a big activity here, as I have mentioned before.

Future plans include getting a human poop composting system designed and in place (I’ve actually been quite useful so far, thanks to connections with a certain Victoria-area garbage collector), making some sort of deal with the Best Western down the road for access to the hot tub, making some kind of deal with the local stables for some riding time, and finishing up the shopping.

Things I need now:

  • railway lantern
  • fuel for lantern
  • butane hot plate and fuel, although I’m ambivalent about cooking at the cabin. Attracts critters.
  • candles
  • pulley so I can winch things up to the loft and back down, cuz I’m way too lazy to take the stairs all those times
  • new glass for the window frame they put in. Plastic just isn’t cutting it, people. They also are talking about putting in a BIG ASS window on the wall underneath the loft. The frame is incredibly sturdy, being steel, the window is double glazed and mirrored, so the question becomes do I want it facing out or facing in?
  • space blankets, one or two to use as curtains at least while I only have plastic in the window
  • Swiss Army Knife (with corkscrew) or equivalent. You always need scissors and eight other things you don’t have
  • plates and cups for the cabin
  • chair for the cabin, maybe two if they’re cheap
  • pillow
  • bedding. The sleeping bag I borrowed from Shahee will do for now, but actual bedding would be better
  • manual coffee grinder. Makes the best coffee and is meditative and ecosensitive.

So, it takes inventory to be ecosensitive. Well, that’s not a surprise. I hope to get up to P-town to get some of my summer gear before the seasons turn, because I already OWN a lot of these things.

Anyway, now must write a proposal for my new boss to discuss rates, duties, hours, and expectations. God only knows when I’m going to work on the media startup I’ve got bookmarked, but all things in time. It’s amazing how many of my skills developed at Occupy Vancouver are coming in very handy. Also Girl Guides. Also living off-grid in the city for two years.

And how was YOUR day?

You can see the whole growing set of photos at Flickr.