Greetings comrades, from Big RoN.

Following the failure of the original Growing Nowhere organisation to maintain order, an atmosphere of louche decadence was fomented by subversive creatives whose values were not in accordance with the aims of the project.

The Repùblic of Nowhere (RoN) has therefore been declared, by forces loyal to the original aims of the project. Due to provocations by those who would seek to undermine its success, a perimeter has been established to protect all the artists from this external threat.

All members of the collective were successfully inducted this evening, and are as one in the artistic struggle for a glorious future in the Republic of Nowhere. All have agreed to quadruple their artistic output to meet quotas.

Worker artists were also taken to the shopping mall, where all the latest consumer durables are on show; then to the industrial sites where the new nation will be built; and finally they were taken to the border area to see the barrier which protects them from unhealthy outside influences.

A small number of individuals who attempted to assert their own selfish private agendas were re-educated and learned the error of their ways. They are sorry for their thought crimes and were re-assimilated (under surveillance, naturally) to RoN society where they joined in the anthem with the other workers:
“We do RoN, RoN; and we do RoN RoN”.

And so, through shared values of Unity, Strength and Power, we will build an artistic utopia that will last a thousand years*

Communique ends

* or till Sunday, at least