Truly the meaning of the first amendment.
We are just like those guys meeting in some brick townhouse 250 years ago, with a smoky fire in the background and maybe a glass of ale. Discussing the Queen, and the French, and the territories, and the hopes and dreams of the farmers and blacksmiths that live next door.
We’re just not all in the same place, physically.
But it’s the same spirit!
Yep, it does have that feeling doesn’t it? Maybe good things can come from this - I’m thinking of a mantra now -
INDEPENDENCE FROM FOSSIL MEDIA, NOW!