subverting my subversion
I am writing from a really nice common area at my friend’s girlfriend’s apartment building. It has a tall ceiling and big windows. It is raining outside. But there is something really pretty about the whole thing.
The place is empty besides me and my friend. I am writing and he is whipping his AI agents who have been helping me run for office here in Canada.
I decided to run on the evening of Tuesday, March 17th. It’s been 24 days since then. A lot has changed.
One thing that’s changed is my bank account. I had roughly $30k to my name at the beginning of this endeavour. Today I’m sitting around $15k and dropping. Running is not cheap and neither is Toronto.
Do I regret it. No. Not at all. It’s taught me a lot. About organizing. About asking for favours. About friendship.
It’s taught me that just because somethings are expensive doesn’t mean they are valuable. It’s taught me about the fickleness and fleeting nature of the human attention span; both strangers and my own.
It’s taught me about AI and agentic living. It’s taught me about class divides and the changing shape of what it even means to be living a good life in Canada.
It’s taught me to trust myself. It’s taught me to trust others. It’s taught me about incentives and people and human nature.
It’s taught me that I’m a participant in this crazy thing called society. And as much as it shapes me; I can shape it.
What comes after this for me? I don’t know. But I think the answer is in participating in my life. What that looks like, I’m not sure yet. But it makes me hopeful.
I hope you choose to participate too.
With much love and my deepest respect.
Raiden.