I’m still awake, and if I’m being honest it’s because I’m still annoyed.

But let it be said: I could have *not* been annoyed. I could chalk that feeling up to fandom being fandom, unchanging, hopeless.

I am annoyed because I know that’s not true. That’s why I nuh leaving.

This space at its best is still full of wonderful, vibrant people of all kinds who care about each other, the stories we tell, and the future of the world we live in.

We’re gonna drag the rest of this goddamn culture to meet their kindness & brilliance. Kicking & screaming.

I’ve already seen what the inside of the party looks like. No amount of rudeness is getting me out or stopping me from inviting other wonderful, vibrant people of all kinds from all over. In the immortal words of someone who plays frisbee with unbreakable steel, “YOU move.”

We could have simply written the whole thing off. But ultimately, we love this space too much to do that. We’re gonna fight for it. Because we deserve to be here. And so does the future.

So you can take your time to practice what our presence feels like rolling off the tongue.

And another thing, again, for posterity:

It’s pronounced /ˈfaɪˌjɑː/.

As in “Fiyah bun Babylon system”.