Right now, we’re launching the ultimate mind-fuck on Trump. A four-year plot to get the whole world marching, dancing, throwing up their middle fingers . . . launching the mother of all boycotts . . . and summoning all of our collective might to halt our planet’s tailspin into a tech-totalitarian dark age.
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Our most potent weapon is not rage but ridicule. Ridicule is irrational. It's infuriating. And there's no defense.

We’re a global collective of artists, writers, illustrators, hackers, pranksters, provocateurs, rabble rousers, poets, philosophers and punks.
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We call ourselves The Third Force.

Our aim is to win the planetary endgame . . . to leap over the Left/Right divide and catalyze a global mind shift — an unexpected moment of truth, a stunning reversal of perspective — that leaves the old corpo-consumerist paradigm in the dust.

Will you join us?