Like every utopian novel, Walkaway is a work of both future speculation and present-day critique. Doctorow’s portrait of Default and its ruling class of the “zottarich” – cynical and calculating types, luxuriating in slick condos, profiteering on climate chaos – is a mirror to the current regime of global finance. This is post-Great Recession fiction, drawing on Occupy Wall Street and other anti-austerity movements, with shoutouts to David Graeber and Thomas Piketty, always keeping capitalism and its cult of greed in the crosshairs…
…“There’s a reason walkaway stuff tends to be a building or two, a wasp’s nest wedged in a crack in default,” Iceweasel’s friend warns of their growing successes. “Anything over that scale goes from entertainingly weird to a threat they can burn in self-defense.” Her dire prediction comes true when walkaway scientists figure out how to simulate consciousness in a computer (Walkaway’s MacGuffin), leading immortality-obsessed zottarich to pummel the research facility. Abandoned Akron, now squatted by walkways, the homeless, and refugees – model of “a happy world of plenty salvaged from a burned husk with absentee owners” – is next to pay the price.
The walkaway response is to take the same technologies that allow them to live independently of Default and turn them against Default. 3D printers fab field rations and medkits for upcoming skirmishes. Clever weapon designs are downloaded off the darknet. Salvage drones are deployed in ambushes on the cops. Walkaway is an exercise in imagining technology, cleaved from the framework of surveillance and profit, being put instead to liberatory use. Some accuse Doctorow of techno-utopianism, but his latest book seems to rest on a simple point: tech is what we make of it. A network can censor revolt or spur it…
…Faithful to its premise, Walkaway delivers a utopia born among complex, cascading disasters. Doctorow’s vision of revolutionary struggle, when all is said and done, is rather bloody. But that should not dissuade us from the novel’s call, its challenge, to get ourselves out from under capitalism. As walkways know, it’ll take more than outrage to put an end to the disaster we are living through. We’ll need legions of people ready to build and fight for a new world, with all the creativity and utopian spirit they can muster.
I am buying this and putting my other books aside.
I am almost done with this book, and I feel like this review completely misses the whole (beautiful) point of the walk away: there is no fighting back, weapon designs could be downloaded from the darknet but never actually used, even booby traps against Canadian Army/cops/contractor mercs are not deliberate but just accidental. When things get intolerable you just … walk away from whatever it is that they want and build something better.
Seeing that it was posted on Cory Doctorow’s own tumblr, however, I may have missed the point myself.
Check out this awesome drone shot of the Botanical Garden in Mount Lofty, Australia! The garden is situated on 240 acres on the eastern slopes of Mount Lofty in the Adelaide Hills. The garden includes plants from all around the globe, including South America, China, East Africa, New Zealand, South East Asia and North America. -34.988504, 138.718630 Found on: From Where I Drone Photo by: Bo Le
Got to sleep in till 10!!! I forgot what it feels like.
I dreamt of climbing a mountain, but forgetting a water bottle, and stopping at a post office at half way point up, and it was full of incredible survival gear.
Sarah Leonard casts some light on why progressives in the US and Europe are moving way left, over into anti-capitalist socialism country. Because the political parties that formerly stood up for the middle and working class threw that all away, and became the centrist left of the worldwide Capitalist Party.
The post-Cold War capitalist order has failed us: Across Europe and the United States, millennials are worse off than their parents were and are too poor to start new families. In the United States, they are loaded with college debt (or far less likely to be employed without a college degree) and are engaged in precarious and non-unionized labor. Also the earth is melting.
There’s nothing inherently radical about youth. But our politics have been shaped by an era of financial crisis and government complicity. Especially since 2008, we have seen corporations take our families’ homes, exploit our medical debt and cost us our jobs. We have seen governments impose brutal austerity to please bankers. The capitalists didn’t do it by accident, they did it for profit, and they invested that profit in our political parties. For many of us, capitalism is something to fear, not celebrate, and our enemy is on Wall Street and in the City of London.
Because we came to political consciousness after 1989, we’re not instinctively freaked out by socialism. In fact, it seems appealing: In a 2016 poll conducted by Harvard, 51 percent of Americans between 18 and 29 rejected capitalism, and a third said they supported socialism. A Pew poll in 2011 showed that the same age bracket had more positive views of socialism than capitalism. What socialism actually means to millennials is in flux — more a falling out with capitalism than an adherence to one specific platform. Still, within this generation, certain universal programs — single-payer health care, public education, free college — and making the rich pay are just common sense.
We’ll have to see how this plays out as an aspect of the political reailgnment that few seem to be attuned to. We have a left wing, so-called liberal press and mainstream Democrats that continues to rant in opposition to populism out in the hinterlands, branding it as extremist right wing craziness. Likewise, we see the right wing media and ‘mainstream’ Republicans attacking Hillary and Obama, trying to unmake Obamacare and screwing up the social policies that Trump promised to keep in force for his base. Underneath all that apparent left versus right jousting, the deep realignment away from left versus right to up versus down has shaken politics to the core.
That realignment is what brought Trump to the White House, Brexit to Europe, and Marine Le Pen to a runoff in France.
And behind Leonard’s words, this realignment is animating a new generation of anti-capitalists. But they aren’t leftists: they’re downists, united in their opposition to the policies and rhetoric that keep the powerful and their machinery in place, and frames the discourse about policy to exclude those who want to redefine the stratigraphy of power and polity.
The new radicalism is downism, not trying to pull so-called leftist political parties further left. It’s time to abandon left versus right, and pull all the tribes, trials, and troubles of the bottom together, to find common cause, instead of being divided by the lies of left versus right.
I’m no longer a leftist: I’m a downist. Hopefully, more progressives like Leonard will lean into the realignment.
The article does not address the deep illiberalism and intolerance of the “down” movement, whether it is on the far left or the right, that makes me very uncomfortable. Holding up a conservative like Linda Sarsour as an example of the new leadership is telling.
If that is the future, our liberal-democracy experiment is doomed indeed. What would emerge is anyone’s guess, but I have a feeling that liberals like me, and any minority of any kind, will not like it.
The Museum of Unheard of Things is a wunderkammer of artistic, scientific, and technical objects from everyday life over the years. The objects in the collection are all arranged by their weight, and plastered all over the museum walls. The items themselves are not the entirely the point, though—what’s really on display is the remarkable but overlooked or untold—and unheard—stories behind them.
Each seemingly simple object tells a story or has a legend or myth surrounding it.
If you do not care about networks, the networks will care about you, anyway. For as long as you want to live in society, at this time and in this place, you will have to deal with the network society. Because we live in the Internet Galaxy.
A man ambles into the train with a walker, not particularly old looking – he might even be in his 30s.
He is wearing an elaborate apparatus with plastic tubes on his back.
He says that he is homeless, has cancer, lost vision … and something else.
I’ve been in this city for some time but it just keeps getting worse.
What kind of fcked up country are we that this needs to happen, while there is Friday night revelry going on at rooftop bars outside?