by Travis Mateer
Returning to Missoula is going to be bittersweet because I think my time living here is coming to an end. I don’t see how I can move forward with my life in a town so full of ignorance and hypocrisy when it comes to the realities of what’s happening here, on the ground.

I’ve spent the better part of the last three years trying to understand how a liberal town like Missoula can stand by as two black men were murdered by authorities. Where is the outrage? Where are the calls for justice? Where are the virtue-signaling artists with their murals?

Public art is just another way of telling stories and during my travels I’ve learned that you can glean a lot by looking at the images a town helps facilitate. Here are some images from just one large mural in Eureka, California.





I’ll be including some more images from my travels this week, along with some posts about topics I’ve been covering, but may have to leave for others to pursue, because I can’t keep doing what I’ve been doing here, for reasons I’ll explain in the days to come.
Now, here are the links for the week’s posts I managed to publish while traveling.
Laboring Through Cartoon Clown World (September 4th, 2023)
Burning Man, Then And Now (September 5th, 2023)
The Eureka Inn Is The Funniest Place In The World To Be With Very Little Money (September 6th, 2023)
Is The Johnson Street Facility In Missoula Going To Be A Shelter, Or A Ticking Time Bomb? (September 7th, 2023)
Why Did Sean Stevenson Come To Montana? (September 8th, 2023)
If you want to continue supporting my work during this transition, Travis’ Impact Fund (TIF) is still active, and you can still make donation at my about page.
Thank you for everything.
Might I suggest, if you are serious about relocating, Casper, Wyoming? Oh, wait, never mind.
I don’t get it. Casper is a summer hot winter freezing refinery town, hardly anyone’s destination. At least Wyoming, which has no income tax due to a wealth of mineral income, could afford a PortaPotty or two.
I need to be close enough to see my kids as much as possible. If I could find a lawyer to defend me so I could have this thing called due process I wouldn’t have to be considering this step.
Thanks for meeting up with me in Denver, Mark, and getting this poor writer a free lunch 😉 it was one of the few opportunities to socialize I had with on those lonely American highways, but it definitely gave me time to develop an idea of what I want to do next.
Best wishes. Keep the kids close as you can.