Weekly bite-sized bits of anarchist commentary and culture
Even as newly-elected members of the Congress are just taking their seats in the shut-down government, the 2020 election season is already beginning. Your choice, as usual, will be between the trigger and the bullet.
I love babies (and children), which is a good thing, because we have a new one as of last Saturday -- Koto is her name. Here's a quote from Che to summarize this week's podcast: "At the risk of seeming ridiculous, let me say that the true revolutionary is guided by a great feeling of love. It is impossible to think of a genuine revolutionary lacking this quality."
When the rent comes due for the billionaire class, the only acceptable currency will be blood. To kick off 2019, I'm going to talk about the Living Room Elephant.
A new year is upon us, but I find myself regularly wondering which century we're in.
It was December 21st, on the Solstice in 2015 that a profound act of collective solidarity took place on the Kenya-Somalia border. If you're looking for the conscience of humanity you might not find it in the White House, but you will find it on a bus in Kenya.
The last time a leaderless movement against plutocracy arose in France was 1848. It swept across Europe and ultimately left it radically transformed, with global repercussions.
In an age of Camp Fires and Paradise lost, let's remember Tvindkraft, the first industrial-scale windmill.
The US is an extremely divided society. One of its many divisions is that between landlords and renters.
We have seen the future of a world run by real estate speculators, property developers and transnational corporations -- it is the apocalypse.
When daily life in a nation is best described as a constant series of predictable and preventable catastrophes that just keep on happening anyway, this nation is, by definition, a failed state.
