Austin has a big problem! If you listen to the way we talk about our city, there’s too much shit-talk going on. Maybe it started out as a tricky defense mechanism to scare off unwanted newcomers who might move here and besmirch the beauty of our violet crown. But now we’ve internalized our pottymouth and somehow it’s gotten cool to not love this place. But if that’s true, then Rude Mechs think it’s not cool to be cool anymore.The good news is all the hip people moved away anyway. We flushed out the non-believers. They scattered to Detroit, or Bed-Stuy, or Berlin. (We aren’t speaking of those people who were displaced. Or those priced out of their neighborhood. We understand this injustice all too well.) For those that moved on to so-called greener pastures—they are gonna miss out on Austin’s golden years. Because they didn’t happen in ’68 or ’83 or ’96. We believe they’re yet to come.
Of course, shit’s far from perfect right now. The long train of abuses and usurpations is well-documented elsewhere—everywhere. But what’s clear is greed got us into this place. If greed is the condition of feeling like you lack and can’t ever get enough, then it seems like the only antidote is feelin’ flush—so the Rudes are mandating an economy of abundance.
Count your blessings! That’s what our upcoming season, flushAUSTIN is all about.
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