"Seed Strike", the book, shares the urgent story of one body, a nobody, carrying a pixelated picket sign onto an online picket line. A womb strike, a sperm strike, a birth strike, or a climate strike, any body is free to look at Seed Strike in their own way, in their own time, or to look away, no pressure. Seed Strike cries out to the Old Guard for 'true reproductive freedom' and 'serious climate action', and maybe a few other things, we'll see how it goes.
Seed Strike digs deeply into the underlying 'living law', our everyday rules that don't depend on the government, rules with sanctions, rules with bite. Along the way, Seed Strike visits a street-side guerilla garden, a government office overruling its own legal law, and mass death all around the town of Victoria, British Columbia. See, the beliefs and behaviours marching through many social-and-ecological settings are governed by the living law's Grand Poobah: 'multiply-and-subdue'.
Maybe it's unbelievable, maybe a Revelation.
