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We will laugh the day that Thatcher dies, Even though we know it’s not right, We will dance and sing all night.
I was blind in 1979, by ‘82 I had clues, By 1986 I was mad as hell.
The teachers at school, they took us for fools, They never taught us what to do, But Christ we were strong, we knew all along, We taught ourselves the right from wrong.
And the punk rock kids, and the techno kids, No, it’s not their fault. And the hip hop boys and heavy metal girls, No, it’s not their fault.
It was love, but Tories don’t know what that means, She was Michelle Cox from the lower stream, She wore high-heeled shoes while the rest wore flat soles.
And the playground taught her how to be cruel, I talked politics and she called me a fool, She wrapped her ankle chain round my left wing heart.
Ding dong, the witch is dead, which old witch? The wicked witch. Ding dong, the wicked witch is dead.
Hefner: The Day That Thatcher Dies
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Welcome Back Matt ‘N Kteeo (A) // Seattle, WA, USA // February 27, 2013
Editors note: Matt Duran and Kteeo are being released tomorrow afternoon! Keep writing Maddy! Keep applying pressure on the state and capital in any way you know how. Free all prisoners! (A)(E) http://nopoliticalrepression.wordpress.com/2013/02/28/matt-and-kteeo-to-be-released-tomorrow-228/ http://slog.thestranger.com/slog/archives/2013/02/27/grand-jury-refusers-katherine-olejnik-and-matthew-duran-are-free
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Fuckin’ kill him, fuckin’ kill him, kill him already, kill him. Fuckin’ kill him, fuckin’ kill him, kill him already, kill him. Fuckin’ kill him, fuckin’ kill him, kill him already, kill him. Just fuckin kill him, fuckin’ kill him, fuckin kill him already, kill him. Ah fuckin’ kill him! Fuckin’ kill him! Kill him already, kill him! Kill him already, kill him already, kill him, fuckin’ kill him. Just fuckin’ kill him! Fuckin’ kill him! Kill him already, kill him! Fuckin’ kill him! Kill him. Fuckin’ kill him already, kill him. Kill him. Fuckin’ kill him. Kill him, just fuckin’ kill him. Kill him already, kill him already, kill him. Amen.
Shellac, “Prayer to God” (via judgemyname)
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Nine blockaders are holding strong against TransCanada’s Keystone XL pipeline despite an intense day yesterday as heavy machinery was cutting a mere 60 feet from the tree blockade. The Sheriff was on the scene threatening to make arrests.
We will continue to post updates as they happen.
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AVENGE THE FORESTS NO TARSANDS! NO FRACK! SOLIDARITY MEANS ATTACK <A3
Philly
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Below is a critique of Deep Green Resistance written by Bobby Whittenberg-James of the blog Veter(A)narchy! Bobby is “an EX-marine turned primitive anarchist” and offers another response to DGR than the one previously posted from Kevin Tucker of Black and Green Press. (This is the same...
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Eight principles of uncivilization
1. We live in a time of social, economic and ecological unraveling. All around us are signs that our whole way of living is already passing into history. We will face this reality honestly and learn how to live with it.
2. We reject the faith which holds that the converging crises of our times can be reduced to a set of‘problems’ in need of technological or political ‘solutions’.
3. We believe that the roots of these crises lie in the stories we have been telling ourselves. We intend to challenge the stories which underpin our civilization: the myth of progress, the myth of human centrality, and the myth of our separation from ‘nature’. These myths are more dangerous for the fact that we have forgotten they are myths.
4. We will reassert the role of story-telling as more than mere entertainment. It is through stories that we weave reality.
5. Humans are not the point and purpose of the planet. Our art will begin with the attempt to step outside the human bubble. By careful attention, we will reengage with the non-human world.
6. We will celebrate writing and art which is grounded in a sense of place and of time. Our literature has been dominated for too long by those who inhabit the cosmopolitan citadels.
7. We will not lose ourselves in the elaboration of theories or ideologies. Our words will be elemental. We write withdirt under our fingernails.
8. The end of the world as we know it is not the end of the world full stop. Together, we will find the hope beyond hope, the paths which lead to the unknown world ahead of us.
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