What do we want to say? How do we want to say it? A polemic about the world we’re trying to change, the issues, and a somewhat dyspeptic look at the role of art/social practice/polemics. Is radical optimism possible when embedded in voracious capitalism? Will we downsize or die? Is sustainability a mirage? At my age, nostalgia confuses visions for the future. How much history do you want to know? Is it art? Does it matter? Who’s it for? How far out into the world of social energies can artists go and still be satisfied they are making art?