đ Move Quietly and Plant Things
Solarpunk sensibilities for enterprising tricksters.
I have fallen in love with the notion of âSolarpunkâ â an aspirational aesthetic, speculative narrative genre and political movement. Something described by Andrew Dana Hudson â half a decade ago â as âa collaborative effort to imagine and design a world of prosperity, peace, sustainability and beauty, achievable with what we have from where we areâ.
Andrew penned a very apt article On the Political Dimensions of Solarpunk, which sits nicely amidst the constellation of nebulous beacon-concepts that guide my way.* A comprehensive (albeit pell-mell) reference guide has been assembled, books have been written, and presentations have been made â you may already be familiar with Solarpunk.
* The âconstellationâ includes attractor-notions such as metamodernism, Indigenous knowledges, adult development, complexity savvy, game~b, collective blooming, infinite play, deep ecology, and more. I shall write of this some day, maybe.
What I love about Solarpunk is that, to me at least, it presents a refreshing alternative to the âDoom Foretellingâ I find myself doing when times are bleak.
Because times are bleak. (Wonderful too, sure). Our current species trajectory does not bode well, hoho. Not at all.
Of course, this is far too complex and abstract for most to perceive, though. I can barely comprehend it at the best of times. The human mind is just not so good at abstracting at scale. Thus any efforts made to âGet People To Seeâ are just so⌠ineffectual and unsatisfying. So: bah! I am not the prophet of the End Times, the Herald of the Gloaming, nor the Harbinger of RagnarĂśk. At least; I donât claim to be.
Instead, I suspect this humble Dr Fox â âArch-Wizard of Ambiguity (most fantastic)â â may well be a âSolarpunk wizardâ at heart. Or at least, an aspirant of such.
And so I propose to all ye who may be feeling anxious or lost in this calamitous epoch that âSolarpunkâ may well become an attractor beacon for you. One of a few such in the nebulous constellation that might guide our way in the dark.
Right now â as is ever the case â we have a choice as to the kind of future we seek to cultivate together.
At the moment â and perhaps, for the past decade or so â the default narrative seems to be that of a âCyberpunkâ future: a neoliberal world rampant with inequality and hyper-inflated individualism cavorting to the backdrop of ecological and societal collapse. Actually, weâre already there.
Cyberpunk is a dystopian âdog-eat-dogâ world flush with massive wealth inequality, corporate surveillance and tech augmented hyper-individualism. I suspect itâs a beacon-aesthetic for many of the warlocks at work â though they mightnât readily admit it.
The aesthetics of Cyberpunk are gritty and âcoolâ â albeit a little violent and bleak. I personally cannot wait to immerse myself in the virtual world of Cyberpunk 2077 when it is released, and I appreciated the Blade Runner films (problematic as they were).
And yet the cyberpunk genre does not depict the kind of world I wish to cultivate.
Which begs the question: what does?
A Relative Utopia
Earlier this year The Great Hanzi Freinacht published an excerpt from his book âNordic Ideologyâ on the topic of Relative Utopia. We could call this âeutopiaâ (a place of ideal well-being, as a practical aspiration as distinct from an impossible concept) or âprotopiaâ (âa state that is better today than yesterday, although it might be only a little betterâ).* But whatever you call it, the point is: a âbetter worldâ is possible â and itâs something we can start cultivating, today.
* I find the notion of protopia to be more practical than it is attractive or compelling. It doesnât light me up, for it is far too reasonable. âMore of the same but slightly betterâ just wonât work. Not for our current trajectory. But hey: itâs better than giving in to the currents drawing us deeper into a cyberpunk dystopia. So: thereâs that.
Imagining this âbetter worldâ, though, is a lot more challenging. It requires a relatively high psychophysiological âstateâ combined with a degree of developmental maturity â the tired, insecure, overworked and grumpy do not make for the pioneers of our future.
Suffice to say: there is no âone visionâ of a future that ought âwinâ above all others. But there is a directionality we can aspire to, and there are beacons that might guide us. Beacons such as the broad and nebulous-yet-patterned speculative narrative genre and aspirational aesthetic of âSolarpunkâ.
Of course, such a beacon is polyphonous and dynamical ârelative eutopiaâ. From the perspective of abstraction we might be able to see the âshapeâ of it â but âzoom inâ and youâll find a diverse array of perspectives and dispositions. Ergo, to quote Jay Springett,
âOne cannot speak for other Solarpunks, only be in dialogue and occasional chorus with themâ.
A vision for visions
We are â so many of us â âbusy, busy, busyâ these days. Too busy for meaningful progress, and too distracted to care.
This kind of momentum inhibits reinvention.
And yet Covid-19 has halted our collective momentum, dramatically â and in so doing has presented us with one of the greatest opportunities for collective re-imagining we have had in decades.
Blessedly, somehow, some of us have even had âtime to thinkâ â an incredibly rare thing (especially for busy executives). Of course, most of us squander this time-to-think with the busy work of âproblem solvingâ. Or we turn to micromanagement fretwork as a means of feeling âproductiveâ.
Yet some have had the privilege and perspicacity to venture beyond these frames.
Most of my year has been invested in deep partnership with a small mix of enterprise leaders and their teams in the very act of imagining, exploring, experimenting, sensing and cultivating whole new ways of working. This doesnât sound bold and resplendent, I know. Thereâs rarely cause for trumpets, fanfare, confetti or âlaunchesâ. Yet as a wizard-philosopher, it is incredibly enlivening to work with folk who resonate with the Solarpunk adage of âmoving quietly and planting thingsâ.
These fellow complexity practitioners donât see themselves as saviours or heroes, but rather: as tricksters,* shamans° and gardeners. Folks who create, evoke, cultivate and tend to the conditions that allow for more desirable futures to manifest.
* I am leaning heavily on the mythical role of the trickster here, guided by Lewis Hydeâs wondrous book Trickster Makes This World.. âMost of the travellers, liars, thieves, and shameless personalities of the twentieth century are not tricksters at all, then. Their disruptions are not subtle enough, or pitched at a high enough level. Trickster isnât a run-of-the mill liar and thief. When [a trickster] lies and steals, it isnât so much to get away with something or get rich as to disturb the established categories of truth and property and, by so doing, open the road to possible new worlds.â
° Here I speak of âshamansâ as Professor John Vervaeke might, in the sense that shamans are deft at disrupting the default ways in which you are finding patterns in the world. To be a shaman in todayâs context is (in a small part) to be able to bring new metaphors and âways of seeingâ to your âtribeâ, so as to enhance our capacity for insight and âwisdomâ.
But again: this requires a glimmer of a semblance of a sense as to what such desirable futures might actually look like.⸠In other words: it requires imagination, charisma, and âvisionâ.*
* Not âaâ vision â but âvisionâ itself. âEvery move an infinite player makes is toward the horizon. Every move made by a finite player is within a boundary. Every moment of an infinite game therefore presents a new vision, a new range of possibilities. The Renaissance, like all genuine cultural phenomena, was not an effort to promote one or another vision. It was an effort to find visions that promised still more vision.â â James Carse, Finite and Infinite Games.
But instead, what we get is a world of âproblem solvingâ. Instead of explorers and experimenters, we get experts and explainers. Instead of playful cultivation, we get serious analysis. Instead of seeking to rise to the complexity of the systems we are embedded in â we dumb things down with artificial simplicity and neat linear âplansâ.
Such linearity is seductive, of course. The artificial simplicity of a nice step-by-step âroadmapâ is like an opiate to an already overworked mind.
And so we see the pantomime of ârebootâ, ârestartâ, ârecoverâ and âreturnâ metaphors. All of which are largely reductive (in denial of complexity), redundant (for they herald no systemic change â just the theatre of it) and retarded (in the true sense of the word: slow or delayed development). Why so?
Again: largely because behind all of these is the disposition of âproblem solvingâ. Just as the âideas industryâ is largely a distraction, so too âproblem solvingâ is largely a misapplication of effort. Itâs working to fix a broken system, so that we end up with the same thing that created the problem â rather than instead creating the future we want to live into.
Capitalism sells us the âsolutionsâ to the problems it generates, which we buy to fix and fuel the very same system that created the problems in the first place, hoho!
Of course, we have become so cynical these days. âJadedâ is the new cool, it would seem. And perhaps this dark wizard is, at times, guilty of that. But âI do not dabble in doom anymoreâ, he says. Because fixating upon the many, many (many) âproblemsâ in our world saps our collective will and whim to create. As my friend Tom Albertsson once said:
âFixing or solving the perceived problems of the oil industry isnât going to result in a Solarpunk farm!â
Which brings us back to the topic at hand.
What does a âSolarpunkâ future look like?
Well! Thatâs up to each of us. Exciting, right?
Thereâs speculation as to what it could look like â and itâs mostly (but not always) quite nice, and quite conducive to flourishing diversity, ecological sustainability, community belongingness, self-development â and many of the qualities of a listening society.
But itâs not up to any of us to impose our vision for the future on others. Instead: we adopt the adage of the Solarpunk â we âmove quietly and plant thingsâ* â and find jolly alignment (if not agreement) together.
* This gem originates from Andrew Dana Hudson.
So! If we are to stave off the very real manifestation of a hypermodern cyberpunk world that very much already is, I would suggest we ought cultivate pockets of warmth whilst âresisting-in-placeâ.
âTo resist in place is to make oneself into a shape that cannot so easily be appropriated by a capitalist value system. To do this means refusing the frame of reference: in this case, frame of reference in which value is determined by productivity, the strength of oneâs career, and individual entrepreneurship. It means embracing and trying to inhabit somewhat fuzzier or blobbier ideas: of maintenance as productivity, of the importance of nonverbal communication, and of the mere experience of life as the highest goal. It means recognizing and celebrating a form of the self that changes over time, exceeds algorithmic description, and whose identity doesnât always stop at the boundary of the individual.â â Jenny Odell, How to Do Nothing: resisting the attention economy.
Thereâs something quite attractive about the notion of resisting-in-place. Itâs a subtle call to all the infinite players, tricksters, shamans, rogues and sleeper-agents to each play a role in the shaping of this co-created future that is collectively unfurling.
It doesnât necessarily mean abandoning our myriad woes to go live in the mountains off the grid (though that works). Nor does it mean involuting into a privileged âself careâ bubble replete with earth tones, green smoothies and soft linens whilst you work your chakras and purge all ânegativityâ from your life with a smouldering smudge stick.
Rather: it means finding the opportunities to embody and create the future you wish to live into, wherever you find yourself to be.
I love this because it makes me think of the folks I work with. I think of you, reading this, and then potentially reflecting upon where you are in life right now, and the various roles you play. I imagine you pausing, head cocked to the side, considering your circumstances and wondering â with a glint in your eye â what a Solarpunk might do. What would it look like if you were to âmove quietly and plant thingsâ, so as to contribute to the kind of future you wish to see unfurl?
My own examples arenât terribly grandiose â but the charm is always ever in the subtlety, I find. I shall share a few things I am noticing right now.
I love the work of speculative designer Tim Hunt, who recently shared a kickstarter project called âCirca Lunarâ â âa cyclical alternative to the tyranny of linear time â. This lunar calendar app compliments Timâs already sublime âCirca Solarâ app, which replaces the clock with a deeper attunement to the daily and seasonal shifts of the sun. Quintessential Solarpunk, if you ask me.
I recently discovered âOdaâ â a set of beautiful speakers and a platform all meticulously designed for live performances. Itâs early days yet, but the creation of new, ethical and opinionated business models that eschew the dud industry defaults is wondrously compelling. It calls to the hipster in me, thatâs for sure.
Projects and products aside, my vision for a Solarpunk future involves simple things like, well: more small pubs and cafes on street corners, as community gathering points. It involves farmers markets and more casual dinner parties. It looks like community gardens, and folks gathering together to rebuild wildlife corridors. It looks like beautification with street art and plants.š⾠Long walks, easy rides, picnics, copious reading, live music, camp fires and balmy nights under the stars. It looks like fostering friendships, taking the time to sleep, eat and move well. It looks like taking the time to care; to listen and learn. It looks like frugal hedonism and the time-abundance such a disposition begets.
It also looks like becoming increasingly attuned to the bioregions and the complex interrelations of the worlds we live within, coupled with a growing understanding and affinity to the Indigenous knowledge systems of the First Peoples. Jenny Odell writes of this in How To Do Nothing â resisting the attention economy: â
âBioregionalist thought encompasses practices like habitat restoration and permaculture farming, but has a cultural element as well, since it asks us to identify as citizens of the bioregion as much as (if not more than) the state. Our âcitizenshipâ in a bioregion means not only familiarity with the local ecology but a commitment to stewarding it together⌠Itâs important for me to link my critique of the attention economy to the promise of bioregional awareness because I believe that capitalism, colonialist thinking, loneliness, and an abusive stance toward the environment all coproduce one another. Itâs also important because of the parallels between what the economy does to an ecological system and what the attention economy does to our attention.â
I love the thought of being globally connected to each other via the Independent Solarpunk Web â whilst at the same time being deeply attuned to our local community and ecology. I love the thought of travel being a much more intentional activity in the future.š✠To almost hearken to a time where such travel was more of a pilgrimage than something to simply squeeze into whatever âtime offâ we have allocated in our calendar. Long train rides with books. Home gardens. Knowing and noticing the stars.
Of course, this all sounds âhipster-hippyâ, I know. And my examples thus far are rather benign, âsurfaceâ and âcuteâ.
Yet they foreshadow a much more subversive emancipatory undercurrent. This, of course, beckons the smug tittering of the bourgeois and the established elite who benefit rather nicely from the current system. To return to the Political Dimensions of Solarpunk: â
âWhere once capitalist democracy argued its worth against the legitimate failures of the communist projects, now neoliberalism acts as an ideological superpower. Its mission: to make capitalism appear not just unchallenged but unchallengeable, as though it were the only possible system. It does this at the expense of acknowledging reforms that actually make the system sustainable. Any questioning, any poking at the limits, is met with sustained scoffing or resigned shrugs from the cultured classes.â (Andrew Dana Hudson)
Whilst it can sometimes be helpful to acknowledge the egregore-like âsuperpowerâ qualities at play, letâs remember: âneoliberalismâ is an emergent system, born of the myriad interactions of the complex adaptive systems we live within and are a part of. No one âdesignedâ neoliberalism. It wasnât âplannedâ or cooked up by supervillains in a volcano lair â it is a state of affairs that has âemergedâ via collective complacency and complicity.
Thus there are no âbad guysâ for us to rattle our sabres at. Sure, there are the 1% and the incumbents who benefit from system as it is. I am probably one such; you too, maybe. But hunting for âindividualsâ to âblameâ belies the fact that our current state of affairs is an emergent property, borne of countless interactions.
When faced with such entangled complexity, what is one to do?
How on Earth do we âchange the worldâ?
Hoho: we donât.
Or well; we do â but very much in the manner of tweaking. Painstakingly small, collective tweaking.
We align our dispositions toward the attitudes, interpretations and behaviours most conducive to a flourishing world more curious and kind.
Put simply: we move quietly and plant things.
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