I'm not entirely sure what I want to do with this blog, but I thought this was important enough to post about it and point it (the blog) out to people.

Robert Anton Wilson is dying and Douglas Rushkoff is asking for some help so he can die in his home and not destitute in some hospital or wherever they put society's rejects. I'm glad to see that Bob is able to stick around for another month or so and I am happy I was able to do my part. The man's writing is legendary in my book and I'm glad I could give back to the bastard who first showed me the fnords, Chapel Perilous and that my birthday is sacred.

Even if you could care less about RAW, it's an interesting "human story piece".