This is truly the funniest thing I’ve read all day. It’s just too real.

fucktheory:

May Day - Reblog, Repost, Refuse

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The link is to a list of events in NYC tomorrow.  If you’re here and you can, try to take part in something.  Make your presence felt.

Even if you’re far away or you’re working all day tomorrow, your participation by abstention is just as important.  History can already account for the revolutionary impact of physical bodies; let’s make sure we teach history a new mode of resistance tomorrow.  Seriously - just don’t buy shit.  It sounds easy, but I mean don’t buy anything.  Pack a lunch from home.  Don’t stop at Starbucks.  Don’t stop at Dunkin’ Donuts.  Don’t order anything from Amazon tomorrow.  Don’t sign up for a new Netflix account (but if you already have one, you’re allowed to distract yourself with streaming films in order to avoid going shopping).  If you really need something urgently, find it on Craigslist.

(Please note - while it’s certainly nice to support independent retailers, independent retailers very often carry products directly or indirectly created, inspired, designed, or owned by multinational conglomerates who profit from their sales; the slogan is not “shop at independent retailers,” it’s DON’T FUCKING SHOP.  At all.)

Let’s make this day count, guys.  Not for a given purpose, with a fixed aim in mind; let’s just take a day to demonstrate that we can act.  Let’s take one day to show the machine that we may not be able to dismantle it, but we can apply pressure when and where we choose.  To make them take notice.  In their own language - with numbers. 

~it’s a date~

1) LOL at anyone who believed this

2) LOL because even if it wasn’t an April Fools’ prank, I STILL wouldn’t take the OWS General Assembly seriously, ever

Act Up’s 25th Anniversary Action - April 25th - 11am @ City Hall

Stop emailing me personally. I know you got my email on the godforsaken May Day listserve, and I know that asking me to elaborate on my feelings on affective labor is just a ruse to talk to me more. I know this, because the last time you tried to talk to me about reproductive labor and domestic workers’ unions, it suddenly turned into a conversation about my blog, whether I would give you drawing lessons and if I liked Santana. (Is it because I’m Cuban?) No, I don’t care. I don’t care if you liked what I said tonight. I don’t even care if, like all the others, you’re just trying to be friendly. I’d just rather not talk to you and don’t know how to tell you to go away. I’ll see you at the next meeting, and just like today, I will continue to ignore you.

imthefuckingdj:

The rhetoric of violence vs. non-violence is utterly irrelevant and insulting. My friends disappeared for 24 hours. Some strangers, who were weaponized and free from scrutiny, were deciding what was to be done with them. Pigs and judges have been given the power to determine the course of their lives. There is no such thing as non-violence. There is no such thing as safety. These ideas are complete illusions, and one can only hold on to them as long as one has the privilege to avoid the violence that maintains society. As we participate and live our lives, all we are doing is avoiding repression.

I am traumatized. I am having flashbacks, and the more I try to make the motions of my mundane life the more vivid they become. Work, school, friendly conversations all seem completely devoid of meaning. All I can do is tell the story of my experience and force the people I surround myself with to question the society we participate in. I am so fucking angry.

—A Personal Account of the Eviction of Occupy the Midwest

occupyallstreets:

OWS protester left handcuffed while having a seizure.

It is reported that NYPD kneeled on her ribs, maybe cracked them and another NYPD had a knee on her back. She went into a grand mal seizure according to witnesses.

More than a dozen cops were less than 10 feet away and were heard laughing at the women. The crowd call an ambulance and she was uncuffed and taken to the hospital.

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TRIGGER WARNING Y’ALL. This is fucking terrifying.

Thankfully, Cecily’s in the hospital now. But I’m also curious as to the condition of the medic whose head was smashed into a window by the NYPD. This has been a rough weekend.

I can’t even pick out my favorite line from this article. In short: at a recent panel discussion on OWS, Mark Crispin Miller, professor of media studies at NYU, goes on an angry old white man rant about how the CIA paid feminists to fuck up the Left in the ’70s. Just read the whole thing, Laurie Penny throws it down.

And with all this talk of uprising, I’m waiting for the really lengthy part [much like the seventh Harry Potter when they’re wandering/bickering for months in the woods] where everyone gets stuck arguing about “violent” vs. “non-violent” tactics. That happens, right? Can you tell me where it is so I can skip it?

And when you get there, the doors are locked. And you realize that, in spite of the efforts made by many to further fan the flame war on gmail, nobody thought to book the space for tonight’s meeting.

So that happened. #occuproblems #thisiswhywecan’thavenicethings