The Fort Destroyer is no match for the fort fun army. The sheer joy of sweat and making art and shelter at the ocean’s edge! More forts go up in his lair, forts built by people passing through who build on their own and know nothing of the Destroyer’s misguided anarchism toward forts. Oh how he must feel when he sees more forts built the next day after his nocturnal destructions! I built two this Sunday morning as pelicans and gulls flew overhead. I even added some feathers and charcoal inscriptions.