On Irregularity: between Analysis and Desire

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On Irregularity: between Analysis and Desire

Black Mamba
 
“Not merely the love of one person, but the animal instinct, the simple undifferentiated desire: 
that was the force that would tear the Party to pieces.”
George Orwell, 1984
 
     Often when we feel calm reigning, we busy ourselves with the task of trying to tackle the analysis of the situation. We enter into that order of discussion that recites: the analysis of reality is missing, the study of what is happening around us is missing. And who would disagree with this principle? In attacking a world that horrifies us, knowing what creates the disgust is a rather sage matter.

Women, Men and Bigots

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Women, Men and Bigots

Rhadija Lamrani


 
To create a revolution capable of putting an end to all domination, it is necessary to put an end to the tendency that we all have to submit ourselves. This implies that we observe with a sharp and pitiless eye the roles that this society imposes on us and that we distinguish their weak points in order to free ourselves and surpass their limits.
Sexuality is an essential expression of individual desire and passion, of the flame that both love and revolt can light.

What is fascism?

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What is fascism?

André Prudhommeaux
 
    “Fascism will not pass!” This slogan, launched again by the Kremlin with a powerful orchestration and and repeated in chorus by the Communist Parties of all countries, seems to be more effective the more ambiguous it remains. . The adversary is not designated with a name, and this allows anyone to depict it in the imagination on the bases of their own interests, prejudices or ideological conceptions.

Ubu in Washington

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Ubu in Washington

“But if they have dared so much, you have allowed everything.
The viler the oppressor is, the more disgraceful the slave is.”
Chateaubriand
 

Well, yes, we admit it. The news of Donald Trump’s victory in the race to the White House has provoked in us, who have lived for years at the peak of desperation, an uncontrollable excess of hilarity. The circle is closing.

The world in a spit

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The world in a spit

A few days ago in Italian prisons commenced the collection of samples destined to compose the National Archive for DNA, an institution run under the Minister of Internal Affairs who is busy compiling the genetic profile of all the individuals incarcerated, investigated, arrested or detained, along with the Dna found on crime scenes.

With regard to nihilism

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With regard to nihilism

Noël Demeure - Albert Libertad
 
Although more than a century old, this exchange of letters between a reader and the better known editor of the weekly l'anarchie has not lost its significance. Of course, today’s proponents of nihilism aren’t interested in taking back up the old (and furthermore, populist) Russian tradition. And yet it seems to us that there is still a persisting confusion between a negation of the existent as an end in itself, which ends up in a desolate emotional and ideal desert, and a negation of the existent as a prelude to an absolutely other whole to imagine and experiment with. As you will see, Albert Libertad already insisted on the difference between “nothing” and the “creative nothing”.

Murmurs and cries from the underground

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Murmurs and cries from the underground

Stopping to reflect, now more than ever, seems a waste of time. In the tumultuous succession of events, with which even our most up-to-date smartphones seem unable to keep pace, the only possible watchword seems to be: Just do it. But do what? This I still don’t understand.
If you listen around, everyone seems capable of talking about everything: an opinion on every event, a solution for every problem, from small-time drug dealers at home to global terrorism. And I, who ceaselessly have the feeling that I don’t understand shit, observe and plod on. I can cope with the apathy of the many, most likely because I have no deep relationship with the many, mainly due to my arrogance. But “the comrades” are the ones who block my sun! the assemblies, the fliers, the blogs, the initiatives, the rallies, the actions … the benzodiazepines! Perhaps these are what I could truly make use of.

“But so delicious, so delicious”

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“But so delicious, so delicious”

Shit loves to be close to shit – it’s a fact. Whether it’s because it came out of the same asshole or because it floats in the same sewer, that’s how it is. But certain shit – in subversive environments, the supporters of alternating conflictuality – also loves to be close to chocolate, or at least would like to have it understood. To boast of being a nutrient is not enough, it isn’t sufficient.
To give examples, certain workers’ power leaders might even go so far as to present their old organization as favorable to autonomy and permanent conflictuality, but would you want to believe them? Believe who?

Insurrection and Doublethink

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Insurrection and Doublethink

The language of the Invisible Committee fears it that much less. The aspect that most leaps out before its writings is precisely the lack of a consequential logic underlying its affirmations. It seems to be a characteristic of this entire milieu, since already in 2003 the last editors of Tiqqun announced in their (announcement for enlistment and so called) Appel (Call): “The question is not to demonstrate, to argue, to convince. We will go straight to the evident. The evident is not primarily an affair of logic or reasoning. It attaches to the sensible, to worlds.” One already starts to smile over the curious and self-interested mixture of terms. In general, the sensible is as far as can be from an evident. The sensible is subjective, individual, obscure as a riddle that is interpreted by each one individually. The evident, instead, is objective, common, clear as a certainty clarified for all collectively. The sensible is controversial, the evident, no, it is verified. If both are not “affairs of logic”, it is for diametrically opposed reasons. Reason doesn’t have the capacity of making an affair of what lies beyond its range (like the elusive sensible), while it has no need to do it with what is right here (like the evident already taken for granted at a discount). But what interests the authors of Appel, what makes them drool before the evocation of the sensible as evident, is that both are recognized, accepted in any case, and, above all, are not debated. Each one has her own inaccessible sensibility, all yield before the undeniable evident.

Which Bread Do We Eat?

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Which Bread Do We Eat?

We know that it’s a silly and useless terminological interlude, but so be it. The more time passes, the more we are constrained to question ourselves about the meaning of little word of nine letters which is often used casually: companion. It seems to derive from the medieval Latin “companio”, a term composed from the preposition “com” and the noun “panis”. A companion is the one who eats the same bread, something of an intimate fellow diner or at least one who takes part in the meal.

To war, everyone

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To war, everyone

In 1997, the Hollywood film industry brought out a movie that imagined a dramatic terrorist attack in New York in revenge for the death of loved ones during one of the many civil wars fomented by Western governments (in this case, that of Bosnia Herzegovina). It was a movie made for the box office, nothing special, and would soon have slid into oblivion had it not been for the events of September four years later. With hindsight, the movie did not fail to attract the attention of certain people. And not without reason. There was a scene where the perpetrator of the attack clearly explained the reasons that had pushed him, a mature and cultivated man, to carry out such an act. There, although engraved on film of the spectacle, the reasons were anything but cinematographic. Indeed, one could imagine them pulsating in the breasts of tens and hundreds of thousands of human beings in flesh and blood scattered around the world.

Neither their War, nor their Peace!

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Neither their War, nor their Peace!

“We must annihilate the enemies of the Republic... and strip those who besmirch the French spirit of their nationality.” 
Manuels Valls, Prime Minister, 14th of November 2015
 
If one has to recognize a certain continuity of the French Republic, its for sure the continuity of mass murder. From the State Terror of 1793-1794 which gave birth to the word terrorism to the slaughter of the insurgents of 1848 and those of the Commune of 1871; from the colonisation or the deportation of Jews made possible by prior screening and filing to the massacres of Algerian demonstrators in 1961 in the heart of Paris, all French Republics have massacred without counting so that the powerful might continue to dominate and exploit everyone. The French Republic is a mountain of corpses of which the filth that composes the summit has only be able to stay in place by crushing its true enemies, the rebels and revolutionaries who fought for a world of justice and freedom. The “French spirit”, if this enormous stupidity would ever exist, would be a closet filled up until the point of bursting with voices crying for vengeance against the bourgeois, the politicians, the cops, the soldiers and the priests who have trampled them to establish their power. 

To the customers

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To the customers

Insurrection and Doublethink

To those who...

To those for whom the end of civilization is a bookstore or grocery business;
To those who consider insurrection as a breach in the monopoly of falsehood, representation, power;
To those who are able to sense that behind the dense fog of the “crisis” there is a theater of operations, maneuvers, strategies and therefore the possibility for self-promotion;
To those who launch “attacks” in order to occupy seats in the municipal council;
To those who seize the propitious moment to display themselves in the mass media;
To those who don’t seek accomplices, but political friends;
To those who don’t desert, but who infiltrate;
To those who mock the refusal to participate in this world;
To those who organize others into a party, perhaps – why not – into a historical party;
To those who intend to give life to a revolutionary force, as long as it’s institutional.

A contribution to a debate that has need of a single way of thinking shared by all...     

Just in time...

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Just in time...

The banks are closed, the windows shuttered, a sentiment of vague unease spreads throughout the superficially calm city. The rumors begin to spread- will there or won’t there be a new memorandum? Are the drachmas already being printed? Are the rich getting ready passports, cash and jewels for a quick exit, their own private “Grexit” in direction of Switzerland? And the crowds still head to the sea and the cafes, maybe for one last time...

The Persistent Refusal of Paradise

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The Persistent Refusal of Paradise

Penelope Nin

It is rumored that we (a “we” not well-defined whose lack of definition suits the rumor-mongers) have nothing to do with anarchism, being in reality nihilists disguised for the purpose of penetrating into the sanctuary of anarchy with bad intentions. It is noted that one who takes up the task of guarding the temple ends up seeing thieves everywhere, and maybe the hour has come to quiet “our” troubled detractors.
First of all, they must explain what they mean by nihilism.

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