This is no Burning Man or Lollapalooza or Coachella. Better even a Disney World or Old Trafford or the Gathering of the Juggalos than these playpens for the coddled trust-funders and uninspired children of the suburbs. If your space isn't accessible to the poor, the broke, the broken, and the unemployable, the pornographer, the prostitute, and the circus clown, then it is not liberating. Nietzsche didn't say to become the Overman, he said to become a bridge to the Overman. "Over" as in overcoming, not as in "over and above" or "lord it over." Don't make a commodity of liberation. Your escape from the world and supposed self-reliance reek of guilt complexes and repressions I cannot even fathom, and do you really have so little imagination that you have to pretend to be someone you aren't in the desert to avoid real vision quests and trials by fire with your own mind and among the everyday? Do not turn our joy, our celebration into another trophy among the others you have bought for a price. Your temporary DJ booth and outdoor cabana in the desert, built in a day with your inflated salaries or inheritances, these are not self-reliance. Neither is your fire in the night for the revelers, but other fires are available to many as an incentive to use as the bridges to the overman.