on the street · alongside, at the waterline · the ports are open
A broadsheet press on the street
The Broadsheet Broadside
Manifestos and mementos, served across your bow.
A broadside is two things. It is a large sheet of paper printed on one side and posted up where people will see it — proclamations, ballads, political views, advertisements — and it is the side of a warship, with every gun along it. Both definitions are Wikipedia’s, in print and at sea, read on 2026-09-25. This shopfront is the second, seen from a boat at the waterline, and what comes out of its ports is the first.
Ours are printed on both sides, which strictly makes them broadsheets, and that is where the press gets its name. The form is the Stimpunks broadsides’, which whysheet.press prints: one sheet, made to be carried into a room and handed to somebody. Side A carries one thing you can read across the room, to pin up. Side B does the work, to hand over. And theirs is Alfie Kohn’s, whose Why Sheet was a single double-sided sheet laying out a case briskly.
The ship’s articles
- One sheet, both sides. Every broadside prints to exactly one sheet, side A then side B, on a page that fits both A4 and US Letter, so it comes out of a printer in any country uncropped. Print this page, or press the button over a sheet, and nothing else comes out with it.
- Ink on white, on the screen as well. What you see here is a preview of the paper and not the paper, and it is drawn the way the paper will come out: white, because that is what comes out of a printer.
- Two inks to a sheet, and no two sheets share a pair. The pair is what tells two sheets apart face down in a stack. Every ink is measured on white before it goes on the press.
- Every address on a sheet is printed as the address. On paper a link is an underlined word that goes nowhere, so each one reads as the place it goes.
- Every sheet carries its credits and its licence on the paper, because a printed sheet is the one place a credit cannot be a link somebody follows later. The sheets are CC0: print a stack and give them away.
- A shot across the bow is meant to miss. A broadside here says what we hold and never what you must do. It makes you look, and that is all it is for. No gun is drawn on this ship, and nothing on it is aimed at anybody.
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No. 1: An introduction to Stimpunks.World
The moment: Somebody asks what Stimpunks.World is, and there is a table, a door or a noticeboard to leave the answer on.
The Broadsheet BroadsideManifestos and mementos · No. 1
Side A · to pin up
Stimpunks.World
A street on the web where every room is a world of its own and no two are alike. It is loud on purpose, it was built by a Disabled people’s organisation, and you decide how loud it gets.
One street. No two rooms alike.
The volume is yours to hold · stimpunks.world
The street is the system
Every other site we run keeps one careful look on every page. Here the street is what holds it together, and each room gets its own light, its own type and its own colours, even where they argue with the room next door.
The dial is yours
Every page carries a dial: Gentle, Regular and MAX GLITTER. It starts wherever your device says and turns up or down from there. Gentle takes away the wobble, never the words.
Nothing plays until you press
No sound, no video, and nothing loaded from a video or music service until you press play. Every play button says how long the thing runs before you press it.
Queer without fear. Interdependent and here. Divergent and proud. Living out loud.
Over the front door of the street
The Broadsheet BroadsideManifestos and mementos · No. 1
Side B · to hand over
How the street works
Walk in anywhere. This is what you will find, and what we kept careful while we got loud.
Where to go
- The front door is stimpunks.world. The shopfronts run along the street from there, and some rooms have more rooms behind them.
- Past the treeline at one end is a campground, for being a little apart from everybody. Past the last streetlight at the other is a road out of town, for staying out late.
- The map is the whole street as a model in white card, at stimpunks.world/map.html. Every page has a Where am I? at its foot.
- Your Room is an empty storefront with the keys in the door, kept for somebody from our community: stimpunks.world/your-room.html.
What stayed careful
- Attribution. A licence, not a house style. Every song, typeface, quotation and borrowed name is credited, loudly, at stimpunks.world/liner-notes.html.
- Contrast. Clashing is not the same as illegible. The colour under every word is measured, and a pair that fails stops the build.
- Access. A loud site that shut out the people it is for would be the thing we exist to name. So the loudness is something you hold, and never something done to you.
Where the street came from
The street has a name, and it is not ours. Danny the Street is a character in DC Comics’ Doom Patrol, created in 1990 by Grant Morrison and Richard Case: a living street who turns up wherever somebody needs shelter and rearranges what is on them to suit whoever has arrived. More at stimpunks.world/danny-the-street.html.
What changed, and when: stimpunks.world/changelog.html · the Stimpunks Foundation: stimpunks.org
The form is the Stimpunks broadsides’, at stimpunks.org/library/broadsides/, and theirs is Alfie Kohn’s Why Sheet.
Set in Atkinson Hyperlegible Next and Mono, by Braille Institute, Applied Design Works, Elliott Scott, Megan Eiswerth and Letters From Sweden, under the SIL Open Font License 1.1.
This sheet: stimpunks.world/broadsheet-broadside.html · CC0 1.0, creativecommons.org/publicdomain/zero/1.0/: print it, copy it, change it and share it, with no permission needed and no credit required. We ask for the credits anyway.
The press takes suggestions for its next sheet: a manifesto somebody on this street would want to pin up, or a memento of a room worth handing over. Send it through the Stimpunks contact page or in our community, in words. Every sheet is written for this press, so a suggestion is an idea for a sheet rather than a sheet we will print as it arrives.
Whose this all is
The form belongs to the Stimpunks broadsides, and so does every number the press prints to: the page that fits both A4 and US Letter, ink on white in both media, borders rather than backgrounds for anything that must survive to paper, two spot inks darkened until they clear on white, and no display serif on the sheet, because a high-contrast serif loses its hairlines in the first photocopy. They are written up in the field guide’s notes on print. The paper size is whysheet.press’s, the largest page that fits both. The Why Sheet is Alfie Kohn’s idea, and the Stimpunks broadsides say so first.
The Nelson chequer was a colour scheme adopted by ships of the Royal Navy, modelled on the one Admiral Horatio Nelson used in battle: bands of black and yellow along the sides of the hull, broken up by black gunports, read off Wikipedia’s article on it on 2026-09-25. The ship in the drawing is ours and is no ship in particular, and it carries no guns.
The ship’s name is painted in Bodoni Moda, by Owen Earl, which names the ship and never the sheet; everything else is Atkinson Hyperlegible Next and its Mono, by the Braille Institute, Applied Design Works, Elliott Scott, Megan Eiswerth and Letters From Sweden. All three are under the SIL Open Font License, read off their own records, and on the Foundry’s shelves. The sheets are dedicated CC0, like the Stimpunks broadsides: print a stack and give them away, with no permission needed and no credit required. Every one says so on the paper and asks for its credits to stay on it anyway. The room around them is this street’s, under its licence, CC BY-SA 4.0. The full credits are in the liner notes.
HOW LOUD DO YOU WANT IT?
Starts wherever your device says. Nothing moves, flashes, or plays until you say so — and in here nothing moves at any setting. Nothing is fired, the sea stays still, and the sheets are already out of the ports.
Job marker — a sheet that came down in the bottom of your boat
You have found a job marker. The Adventurer’s Guild is a shopfront on the street, and it posts jobs that send you round these rooms. Take the code below to its board and that job is done. Nothing here is scored, nothing expires, and one is a perfectly good number of jobs to do.
The job: Whose street is it?
Before the code: Side B of No. 1 says the street has a name and that it is not ours. Whose name is it?
Hint 1
It is on side B of No. 1, under Where the street came from.
Hint 2
A character in DC Comics' Doom Patrol.
Last hint
A living street, and a first name you have heard before.
Give me the answer
The answer is Danny the Street. The street is named after Danny the Street, a living street in DC Comics' Doom Patrol, created in 1990 by Grant Morrison and Richard Case. Side B of the first sheet says so on the paper, because a printed sheet is the one place a credit cannot be a link somebody follows later.
Taking the answer is a real way through this, not a lesser one. Nothing is watching and nothing is written down.
Quest code: BROADSHEET
That is the one.
The street is named after Danny the Street, a living street in DC Comics' Doom Patrol, created in 1990 by Grant Morrison and Richard Case. Side B of the first sheet says so on the paper, because a printed sheet is the one place a credit cannot be a link somebody follows later.
Quest code: BROADSHEET