it is those rare moments, indeed, those spontaneous emergences and manifestations of subjective will, which keep the surprise and the vivacity, poetry, creativity, spontaneity of life alive and thriving. Clearly, though, one can see the consistently succesful attempts by the day’s banal culture role models to define our realities for us, sucking out the imagination from our brains like the television set itself, that huge cathode ray nipple. “Anarchist” means nothing more than a belief that people can learn to achieve common ends working together without institutions organized from the top down. That doesn’t entail or imply the necessity for a list of particular institutions, however, any more than I would be suggesting some sort of conspiracy. The only conspiracy is the conspiracy of law, and its banalization (through commodification of lived experience and time) of everyday life. This is the society of the spectacle, the society in which true communication is impossible because of the ever-present mediation by images and power that takes place daily. Anarchy, it is very true, is itself undefinable, but only in the sense that it directly implies that no plan will be necessary, no blueprint must be laid out, for the functioning of the new society, the new world. Anarchy is a society of friends, who create their own situations, and those situations can only be defined from within, and never from without. In our current state of affairs, the possibility of transcending 3000 years of history from day to day (the necessity of which is indisputable), is slim, but during those moments in which we think for ourselves, in which we are truly living, and not merely surviving, should be revealed the true revolutionary force locked up within the everyday. I’m definitely in love with the earth, but i still throw my garbage on the ground in chicago. Someone asked me once how I could live with myself for that, and I replied, this isn’t mother earth, man, this is the CITY. I think you can certainly and perfectly rationally say that you are an anarchist, if you can say that you are against all forms of hierarchical social organization, and, whether or not you might feed into it (unavoidably) every once in a while, that you would certainly live without them if given the opportune circumstance (organized fellowmen, for example, willing to begin takeovers of shopping malls and supermarkets, and to engage in the distribution of food and the construction, alongside the present ones, new institutions from the bottom up, to serve and consist of the people—this is a first necessity), to do so.
Viva La Anarquia!
Jordanp.s. I hope i didn’t seem condescending when I suggested you should go to the CIA and get a job with the pigs; i’m sure you’re not really that bad of a guy, and that any misunderstanding was probably just at its root semantic.
humanity will never be satisfied until the last bureaucrat is hung with the guts of the last capitalist…