Monday, June 16, 2014
ASK ME ABOUT MY RIOT...OR...IS IT TIME TO LOOT BACK
Theoretical Monday and I have a bit of angry "theoreticalness" to share with you. As I always say, I don't agree with all of it, but I get the anger, and I get the idea, and I also don't disagree with all of it. From the days of my youth back in the 60s to right now there have always been amongst us those who said enough of this shit, the time has come for fighting in the streets, yo. I was one of those nuts back in the day who just didn't want to wait any longer, who wanted to inflict some "damage," who wanted the other guys to feel the pain, who wanted to deliver "blows against the empire." Rage has never truely left my psyche, not really. I know a lot more today then I did yesterday or forty years ago, I think. I understand more, I think. But then who knows. I keep having this troubling thought in my brain that the more I learn (and grow, as it were) the closer to death I am, and the closer to death is the Earth itself. So yeah, sometimes I just want to scream, "Stop." Sometimes I still want to say to those who always ask, "well, what will you replace IT with," we will freaking figure that out when the time comes. Sometimes I take Negri more seriously then I think he takes himself when he WRITES about people creating communism every day, every hour. I look at my young comrades with their abundance of energy and pissed offness, and I feel it...
Sometimes Revolution really is for the hell of it, of course the hell of it is very deep, and sometimes you don't feel like diving deep, if you get my drift. Sometimes you don't need a weatherman (or even a weatherwoman) to know which way the wind blows, the gusts are high enough to make all that redundant. Sometimes the fact that something may be detrimental in the long run (or even in the short run) just doesn't work to dissuade (youth - and even others). Sometimes even an autonomous Marxist crosses the line for a moment into anarchism...
Sometimes someone comes along who is angry like that, but stops for a minute, for some unknown reason, out of some sense of who knows what, and tries to explain how come he/she is pissed off.
That is, I think, is what a fellow by the name of Phil Neel does below.
So yeah, I don't buy everything you are about to read, but I think i get where it is coming from...and I am not going to spend even one minute sitting here writing a more reasoned response, a more Marxian approach, a more historical analysis, a real plan, blah, blah, blah.
Later this afternoon I will sit down and rapidly finish my reading of Capitalism in the Twenty-First Century and be glad I did (warts and all). Tomorrow I will probably post a much more thought out, ideologically, philosophically, politically cogent analysis of this that or the other, but right now, instead, and for whatever the reason, I give to you, from something called ULTRA...This is anger, thought out, anger with an explanation, anger with a rationale, but still...at the end, you will feel...anger.