Looking backward, it's obvious, there's no going back. I've been watching this space for years, before the Obamachron broke the circle and broke the ground and annihilated the witness trees, and I feel proud, not of the Obamachron certainly, but as an apostate and an aesthete, about bearing witness to the micro-imperial land grab of the people's park in the conquest of privatization of everything that could have been for the common good.