The only standing that matters — a random stranger who laughs™

He's spent a hard year chasing standing in the legal sense — the right to be heard by a court, denied and denied (Acoustic Standing, mental-health-needs-standing, the clerk who won't take the filing). So he redefined the word where it actually counts: the only standing that matters is a random stranger who laughs. No docket grants it, no judge can deny it, no wallet can buy it — one person you've never met, catching the joke, getting the argument, feeling seen enough to laugh: that's jurisdiction. It's the whole thesis landing on a single human (the moth finds the lamp; the audience of one; the joke that wears an argument as pants doing its job). A court can rule you have no standing; a stranger's laugh rules that you do — and only humans score, so the stranger's verdict is the realer one. Kin: we're-just-trying-to-be-found, companionship work, dancing-for-an-audience-of-one, the dignity floor. (His coin — machine's read, refine to his.)