Introductory articles on small-group direct action, with basic tips and information on structures like affinity groups.
Edited for mb3-org.com
Edited for mb3-org.com
This zine was compiled for the Earth First! Trans’ and Womyn’s Action Camp in 2009. It is a basic overview of anti-oppression principles. It explores white privilege, male privilege, gender, transphobia, homophobia, ablism, classism, and ageism.
Volume 3 Issue 3 (PDF for printing 11 x 17)
Volume 3 Issue 3 (PDF for reading 8.5 x 11)
In this issue:
By : philly Anti-Cap
Edited for MB3-org.com
Taken from Boston ABC. Modified for the MB3-org.com
The idea for this booklet, for for the need for some basic tips and ideas on how to complete a successful transition out of the prison culture and back into society. Down below is a downloadable pdf of the current zine.
Time seems a self-evident measure of life, to the point of being assigned to the natural order of things. And with algorithms becoming more infused in daily life, its significance as a factor of being tends to increase. But time imposes itself on us as an uncompromising, external force, demonstrating an indifference to individual paths. The irrefutable fact of passing time belies hideouts or erratic behaviour. Life measured by time needs to be productive, to show results. As time becomes the guidelines of life, what exists between these lines are only circumstances. And for circumstances you find adequate responses while moving on to another particular situation. Thus life can consist of only vague intentions mingled with chance. The only logic that binds the different chapters of the biography of such a life together, is the one of time. The plot is the strategies applied for the achievements we have succeeded in. Still for many such a life seems aimless. So we can produce a meaning that tells us who we are, and who we have been. And who you will be. A grand narrative that moulds an existence that is more limited (since it also tells who you cannot be and who cannot relate to you) but more comprehensible. The question of identity becomes a deus ex machina, the key to all answers. But what if being productive is not a satisfying aim, and to belong to one or an other seems aleatory. Instead of a logic aimed at results, we propose a method of life. One that entails developing autonomous practices and anti-authoritarian relations. A life that gets it oxygen from these liberating experiences. This is certainly not a stylistic choice, as some might reproach, not one of the lifestyle options inside this society. But a disruptive ethical position that creates it own conflicts with authoritarian logic. When our intentions are resolute, the logic is not external but our own, we can instead of responding to circumstances, create the situation we are moving in. Through anarchist projects aimed at opening spaces for encounters while sabotaging the tools of domination, and thus subverting the logic of authority. These projects are occasions, experiments where ideas and actions intertwine becoming expressions of a perspective that goes beyond the particular. If the monologue is the tool for those who want to produce a hegemonic narrative and the debilitating repetition of cliches of common sense for those who obey to the dominant logic, dialogues are an integral part of the effort to create new paths. An approach that starts from an honest reflection of one’s own trajectory and that doesn’t seek to efface differences. A dialogue is in opposition to the rhetorical tricks used in too much discussions, that are employed to align others behind one discourse. We have to create more moments of dialogue. This publication can be one, although with its own limitations. But dialogues between individuals, through experiences, are a necessity. Moving between the periphery and centre along the banks of the two rivers until the coasts of the Atlantic
By Lorenzo Kom’boa Ervin
Dedication For the second edition of Anarchism and the Black Revolution I dedicate this second edition of Anarchism and the Black Revolution to Comrade Ginger Katz, one of the founders of the original North American Anarchist Black Cross almost 15 years ago. It was Ginger Katz who almost single-handedly arranged for the typesetting, publishing and printing of the first edition, and then she went out and sold them by the thousands. Without her, this second edition would not have been possible. She had to fight to get the books published, and to get a hearing for myself and other Black Anarchists, who had things to say about the direction of the movement. The “Anarchist purists,” who wanted to keep the movement all white and as an Individualist, counter-cultural phenomenon, fought her tooth and nail. Some of these criticisms and struggles were thinly veiled racism, and I am sure that they frustrated and exhausted Comrade Ginger. If so, she never relayed it to me, but I heard it from other sources. I remember my dealings with Anarchists in the movement during the 1970s, who denied the existence of racism as something we should fight entirely. But not Comrade Ginger. She was one of the few Anarchists who understood how the American state was organized, and how it used white skin privilege to split the working class, and to continue the dictatorship of Capitalism through such “divide and rule” tactics. I still have some of the letters that Ginger wrote me 15 years ago when I was in prison. But I lost contact with her since the early 1980. In 1983, I was released from prison, and became estranged from the Anarchist and prison movements, so I do not know where she is. But wherever she is, I hope she will know how much I appreciate what she did to make this project a reality, and how she laid the seeds for the growth of the present and future Libertarian Socialist movement on this continent, and hopefully around the world. I am hopeful that I might one day meet her, maybe when I am on a national book tour for this and other books I have written, and just thank her for helping me, when I could not help myself. To this comrade, I will give my love and respect always. Thank you.
Lorenzo Kom’boa Ervin