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"For Erik Reece, life, at last, was good: he was newly married, gainfully employed, living in a creekside cabin in his beloved Kentucky woods. It sounded, as he describes it, "like a country song with a happy ending." And yet he was still haunted by a sense that the world--or, more specifically, his country--could be better. He couldn't ignore his conviction that, in fact, the good ol' USA was in the midst of great social, environmental, and political crises--that for the first time in our history, we were being swept into a future that had no future. Where did we--here, in the land of Jeffersonian optimism and better tomorrows--go wrong? Rather than despair, Reece turned to those who had dared to imagine radically different futures for America. What followed was a giant road trip and research adventure through the sites of America's utopian communities, both historical and contemporary, known and unknown, successful and catastrophic. What he uncovered was not just a series of lost histories and broken visionaries but also a continuing and vital but hidden idealistic tradition in American intellectual history. Utopia Drive is an important and definitive reconstruction of that tradition. It is also, perhaps, a new framework to help us find a genuinely sustainable way forward. "--
"Eric Reece, author of Lost Mountain and An American Gospel, traces the history of the utopian movement in America and lays out a radical re-visioning of the future of utopian societies"--
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I've always been completely fascinated with utopias, and I've secretly longed to join one or start one. I'm a natural reader for this little travel narrative then, as the author takes us on a road trip (a small one) through all the utopias and former utopias that are or were located close to his home. Like the stories of people who have moved-and-started-over, stories of utopias tend to all end the same—in failure—and I'd love to come up with some sort of broad and clever reason why. I suppose the real reason has something to do with human nature and our deep inability to live happily in a sacrificial group. Or something like that. In any case, I loved visiting all of these utopias. Maybe I can squeeze in time to join one of the still-operating utopias before I—or it—shuts down.