Their truth, I suspect, might be this: there’s no one left to turn to—and so the Metamovement has turned to each other. Not for yesterday’s notions of “solidarity”, or the corporatist ideal of “inspiration”—but as nodes in a pulsing network whose coherence defines it: to demand institutions which can literally deliver the goods of enlightened social contracts. That enshrine in the people, first and foremost, the inalienable right to be authors of their own destinies—instead of mute victims, puppets yoked by the invisible hands of remorseless fate.