Wampum

A bid for .nyc submitted, rather a lot of work. At 2:15pm, 48 hours before it was due at City Hall, the application coordinator, me, slipped and fell, incurring a lumbar muscle injury, which, for the next 12 hours resulted in near total paralysis. All of the other contributing writers are in the Central European time zone, far from lower Manhattan.

As frustrating as this was, as hard as it made the final day of integrating a complex package into final form, and final technical, financial, and policy content writing, and proof-reading the final contributions by others on the team, I could not take my mind off of the political moment, the Senate vote on a bill that could not have helped my family two years ago, and cannot help families similarly situated, and cannot help my family now, and, had the worst have occurred, would have transported me from the impact site to bankruptcy.

The unhoused poor, the housed poor, the working poor, deserve better than what the middle class is willing to accept from the upper class.

I put in to the bid that we'll take EBT cards as proof of residency, and right to a .NYC domain name and a .NYC blog. We'll lose a dollar per, but I'll be damned if the right to participate in the public fora is conditioned upon disposable income, the standard of care the well-off and the well-enough-off celebrate each other with.