The First Hopefully-Annual “Oh Fuck” Challenge

 “Oh fuck.”

It’s a phrase well-known to Anarchists and anybody that’s relied on the invisible dice-rolls of the universe to get by. It the sound of getting pulled over by a cop, being grabbed at a demo, getting evicted, or even being sentenced to 5 years in prison.

Oh fuck happens to alot of people, but when it involves prison you can be sure it’s going to be bad. Unless of course you have a magical t-shirt with charms written on it…but who has such a thing?’

To be an Anarchist in prison is to face extreme difficulties: you may be secluded from other inmates to insure you don’t “radicalize” them, you may be treated roughly and beaten by guards, and often family members abandon you because “you shouldn’t have gotten mixed up in this politics business anyway.” To go into prison is to go into a tomb, to lose lives and friends and memories as if you never existed. The poor bastard coming out looks like an alien dropped onto another planet, and will often have only the barest of resources to “re-adjust” to a system based on exploitation.

Oh, did I mention the slave labor they endure? Imagine working outside for hours on end, the goal of affording a bag of Doritos the goal for your week.

For many people it will be the worst experience of their entire lives, and if they don’t kill themselves some will wish they had.

But they don’t have to go it alone.

The Anarchist Black Cross is an organization that has been around since 1907 whose stated goal is to help our comrades behind bars. The ABC will:

  • Make sure impoverished comrades have enough money for food.
  • Send books and magazines to comrades who may have nothing to read but the bible.
  • Speak with media organizations and organize events to highlight the struggles of unjustly imprisoned comrades.
  • Ensure they get proper footwear and summer/winter clothing.
  • Write letters and visit with prisoners. Considering you can be thrown in solitary for your political associations this may be the only human contact some prisoners have.

The Anarchist Black Cross is doing life-saving work, and doing it all on a shoestring budget. Folks inside cells and outside of them are co-coordinating, organizing, and making due with the kind of cash most of us could blow in a crazed weekend.

The last week in August is the International Week of Solidarity with Anarchist Prisoners. This year lets help prove “solidarity” isn’t merely a leftist version of “I’ll pray for you.” This year, and hopefully every year after that, you and I are going to help them.

What’s in it For Me?

Why help? What makes this campaign different from any other hack with an outstretched hand looking for money?

Well besides helping a fantastic organization I made a magical t-shirt to help keep you out of prison and this is the only way to get it.

Over many moons and after consulting with various spirits I designed a charm in the Taoist Fu-style that would draw energy from anyone that looked at it. The charm funnels the energy of perception to the bearer to increase their luck and provide them victory over their enemies. I’ve blessed it, prayed over it, and handed it to a graphic designer who donated his time to fuse it with a bad-ass Illegalist t-shirt.

The t-shirt also has a modified Anarchist Black Cross logo. On the left we have the glyph Chet to correspond with the Chariot in the major Arcana of the tarot. On the right there’s Ior to invoke Jörmungandr who will die while killing Thor, a nice little protection against white nationalists using heathen imagery and highlighting victory against the forces of “order.”

In the center is 7 spades/swords, a reminder to work like the soldier sneaking into the enemy camp and stealing their swords before the day of battle. It also is a potent reminder of fallen comrades, tears, bloodshed and war.

Underneath it is the 29th hexagram from the I Ching known as “K’an.” It represents the heart, the soul locked up within the body, the principle of light closed in the dark, and points to water passing through a ravine. Water sets the  example for the right conduct under such circumstances. It flows on and on, and merely fills up all the places through which it flows; it does not shrink from any dangerous spot nor from any plunge, and nothing can make it lose its own essential nature. It remains true to itself under all conditions, something that makes or breaks comrades behind bars.

It’s a potent design at 14 inches tall and 9 1/2 wide that sends occult victory to you and to those in capitalist prisons, a unique magical device unheard of anywhere else.

You can get it for $15 + $7 for shipping. 100% of the profits will be donated to the Anarchist Black Cross. 

The good folks at Stand Up and Fight Back, an Anarchist printer, have agreed to print these one-of-a-kind t-shirts in a limited run of 50 for no cost other than materials.

Once those 50 are gone they will not be made ever again. If you ever wanted a Dr. Bones t-shirt this is the only way to get it.


  • Send an email to with the title “Oh Fuck Challenge”
  • Include what size you wear as well as your name and shipping address
  • I’ll send you an invoice for the cost of the shirt + shipping AS WELL as the ritual to empower the shirt and a prayer to say when you wear it.
  • Once we reach 50 orders I turn it into the printer, he churns them out, and I mail it to you once he gets it to me. Folks outside the US will be asked to pay extra for shipping.
  • A donation will be made with all the names of those involved to the Anarchist Black Cross.

First come, first serve, and once we hit 50 these shirts will not be printed again. I am a working person, as are my readers, so I know for many people electric bills and rent will take precedence over any luxury. If you can’t afford one consider at least sharing this article or asking other comrades to get one in your name.

Consider however given the current political climate there is a damn good chance you’ll be needing the help of the Anarchist Black Cross eventually. Ensuring the ABC is a strong organization capable of helping a large amount of comrades tilts the odds in your favor that, should the worst happen, you and your family can count on you being taken care of. This isn’t just about helping others but helping yourself, and if you’re part of the working poor like me it’s an insurance policy in a world that promises nothing.

If you haven’t contributed to Anarchist causes all year a mere $22 will ensure Anarchist prisoners get food, have human contact, and know that they have not been forgotten beyond the barbed wire. If not now, when? If not for comrades trapped in literal slave camps who else are you going to help this year?

It’s time for the Weird Left to take a stand and show we haven’t forgotten what solidarity really means. Till every prison is broken and every cage is smashed, none are free until they are free!

Yours in Insurrection,

Dr. Bones

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Individual In Revolt: An Egoist’s Report of Insurrection at G20

“The revolt of the individual against society is not given by that of the masses against governments. Even when the masses submit to governments, living in the sacred and shameful peace of their resignation, the anarchist individual lives against society because he is in a never-ending and irreconcilable war with it, but when, at a historical turning point, he comes together with the masses in revolt, he raises his black flag with them and throws his dynamite with them.

The anarchist individualist is in the Social Revolution, not as a demagogue, but as a inciting element, not as an apostle, but as a living, effective, destructive force…” – Renzo Novatore, “Anarchist Individualism in the Social Revolution”

Somewhere along the line, probably back in the 90’s when Kurt Cobain still had a face unmarred by shotgun pellets, a very weird and unhealthy idea spread like wildfire among the Individualist milieu: that revolt of any kind was a fool’s errand. I can’t say for sure what caused this, perhaps planetary influences or the mass arrival of demons, but most Egoists that hail from that weird era in American history seem to scoff and laugh at the mere notion of lifting the world’s boot off your neck. They laugh at Antifa, they laugh at riots, they laugh at their own impotency as a small dribble of piss curls down their leg and they dare to call it “Egoism.”

For Egoists like Emma Goldman, Novatore, Ravachol, Bonnot, and Marius Jacob one’s individuality could not be separated from the material reality of existence; to find one’s liberation required a changing of those conditions. Those ideas however became unfashionable in the United States, and we were left with a collection of authors and thinkers who considered not having kids the pinnacle of revolt while scoffing at the idea of armed insurrection.

These people of course irritate me like no other. Many a night I’ve paced back and forth, furiously chewing a toothpick and ruing the generation before mine. “It’s not that I want to kill them,” I tell my wife, “just maybe pull a few of their teeth out with pliers. Bash their kneecaps in with a wrench, fire a .357 into their foot. Kid stuff.” Those are the nights the high-octane rum comes out and you loom out your window like an unrepentant ghost, a twisted nightmare looking to fuck over the first living thing you see. No cure for it, strictly terminal, a vicious response to an existence modulating wildly between absolute disgust and pure fucking hatred; rage so deep for a system and its enablers you can feel it burn across previous lives.

But I mean you can’t write shit like that.

Maybe I take it too personally, but how could I not? These people took the philosophy that once assassinated Kings and Presidents and turned it into discourses on the morality of eating bacon; where once the Illegalists struck out at world that would deny them freedom these Nu-Egoists merely wanted a warm place to die. American Anarchism became unhindered masturbation and much like their hippy forebears Gen-X retreated from the world as soon as the WTO went home, happily clutching their Tool albums and snorting pure lines of hubris. They had it all figured out: you can’t change the world, man; don’t get caught up in society, dude.

All good and well for the white people living in Portland. For anyone darker than Greek yogurt the world chugged right along and at fullstop violence. Economic conditions fell, the housing market dried up, and now an entire generation looks out at a world with no future, no hope, and no way outside of juggling multiple jobs to keep from drowning in debt.

Times change, and while some Egoists confined themselves to journals and rural corners where they could get high in peace, others decided to fight back. Places like 325 and Insurrection News detailed thousands of actions, from arsons to bombings, by individuals around the world who refused to let Capital and the State have the final say on existence. A new black banner rose across the planet, a chorus of insurrectionary voices determined to destroy all that which desired to enslave them.

This is an interview with one of those voices.

Comrade Q(“as in Queer,” he would tell me) is an Egoist and Insurrectionist who took part in the massive G20 protests that saw 10,000 Leftists hit the streets and give Germany hell. He is an individual in revolt, an Egoist seeking to be free, and an example to all the puttering dipshits who cannot fathom the vulgar slavery that surrounds them.


Tell me what it was like, and how it fit with your politics

“For me as an egoist anarchist, my visit to the G20 protests was rewarding in many different ways. First and foremost there were many opportunities to express aspects of myself that I have wanted to express, feelings of rage and desire for vengeance for all the pain the system has caused me, frantic ecstatic joy as you see police-officers loose control over situations, the joy that everyday boredom became ruptured, the fear that you could get hurt, the adrenaline of causing problems – reminding me of my years in the prison called ‘school.’

Secondly it is also a means to increase your awareness of how bad the alternatives to egoist anarchism actually are, the people you are walking with that believe in ‘righteousness,’ ‘justice’, ‘a new order’ with religious fervor are so similar to devotees of Pentecostalism that when they truly get to express their principles in union with other like-minded people – the reality becomes clear. Walking through a Stalinist protest after acting together with other insurrectionary individuals is very much like walking by a Jehovah’s Witnesses stand after partying with a couple of friends.

It is one thing to inform myself and others about the disgusting system I find myself chained within and a completely different thing to be able to participate in a strong tidal wave against the system. For me, to participate in the insurrectionary tradition of trying to dismantle the statist-capitalist-patriarchal system is not a holy quest or something that ‘ought to be done’, but rather an expression of what I want to do – because I like to do it! Politically there was a lot of problems of course, collectivists, ideologues and hippies all participated shouting out their hatred towards ‘Capital’, in some sense the egoist who as seen through the veil of ignorance regarding all pretense of objective values is in an awkward position during such mass protests. But however, it was also quite clear that the Spectacle of mass protests during the G20 meeting actually enabled something entirely different (than saying things to people in power that never listen) – for a time there were areas in Hamburg where people actually did what they wanted (expropriated stuff from stores, attacked the pigs, built barricades and lit fires that very clearly reflected our rage). ”

What was the day-to-day like?

“To make a movie comparison it actually felt as if the working-class areas of Hamburg had a collective ‘Falling down’ moment during G20. Prior to the G20 meeting the police helicopters had been flying 24 hours a day for a week, regular people became infuriated with the level of social control and disruption caused by politicians who had decided to have a G20 meeting in a city famous for its anti-establishment leftist culture.

The bourgeois media of course emphasized the insurrectionary moments, probably thinking that by focusing on such activities the overall anti-establishment attitude of most Hamburg-citizens will not be the focus. All over the place store owners of local shops closed with notes saying ‘Next time we bring the party to you Merkel!’, ‘Fuck G20!’ and so on. Apart from politicians and police most people actually intensely disliked this meeting, in particular the people living in St. Pauli district (famous for its autonomous-left scene and soccer team with anti-fascist hooligans)

The day-to-day was busy, busy, busy; actions and spontaneous mass meetings happened all over the place. Wherever you went you found police occupying streets and causing problems – there was no discrete presence but it was pretty clear that the cops acted like a band of thugs looking for protesters to beat up. A lot of people were beaten and the cops didn’t even care to arrest people most of the time. At first we were really surprised that we only saw a single person arrested, but it became clear that for every single ‘block’ of policemen there was a person running in the back with a selfie-stick, filming every single thing that happened around the block. We heard rumors that the cops then moved on to the locations where people camped and pinpointed individuals they identified through surveillance responsible for ‘crime.'”

Did you guys feel like a revolution was at hand? What stopped the violence?

“As to why the violence stopped is was pretty clear that the sheer force of the militarized police with automatic rifles brought in during the insurrection in St. Pauli next to the social forum Rote Flora, stopped a lot of the insurrectionary comrades – for the moment. Even though the numbers and sympathy of local people was with the opposition, the final word is the gun – and the pigs had tons of them. You can never reach that far with rocks, glass-bottles and molotov cocktails against automatic weapons. In some sense we are nothing but angry schoolchildren causing a ruckus at the schoolyard as long as the real weaponry is in the hand of the pigs. What is burning a car compared to the a cop having a rifle that could kill 50 people in 5 minutes. Everybody knows that, the cop and the anarchist – which was why the stated goal of different coalitions of affinity groups in Hamburg was to ‘disrupt the meeting’ and that’s that. That goal was accomplished, Melanie Trump didn’t get her happy tour around Hamburg, the meeting didn’t go according to schedule and the state had to pay a lot more money than they probably expected. In order to get into a revolutionary situation, you would have to have a generalized conflict – where workplaces, homes and all social fields are destabilized. A battle for the streets is not sufficient to make the system crumble.

How do you see the Egoist fitting in revolution or social revolt?

“What place does the egoist anarchist have in a social revolt? I think that at some level it is a matter of interpretation, the religious socialists interpret situations like the Hamburg G20 protests according to abstract entities at action – rather than concrete persons making choices coordinated through spontaneous agreements. If egoist anarchism is about being personally committed to your own liberation from the chains that bind you and the hands that are currently suffocating your throat – social disruptions like mass protests are a very good occasion to practice what you want to do and grow in your commitment to your own liberation. It is also a perfect occasion to get move your motivations, dreams and desires from your mind to your entire body – moving in opposition and breathing in air of what freedom actually could be. It is an occasion to grow in courage, to destroy your own fears and for a moment really enjoy being a pebble in the shoe of authority.”

You mentioned the ultimate power the cops wield when they have guns. Do you think Anarchists should start arming themselves?

I think it is absolutely necessary that anarchists have the ability and resources necessary for armed attack. That is not to say that armed attack is the optimal strategy for spreading subversive attacks against the system for the moment, but without this capability our claims to be insurrectional remains a hogwash dream instead of an actual threat against the system.”

In your view how can actions like G20 spread? It caught on very fast, what was the organization behind it?

“There was a great variety of movements (reformist and revolutionary) behind the protests, but above all the instinctive and spontaneous reaction of socially excluded or ‘subversive’ individuals (read: excluded minorities), political dissidents against the centrist powers and the ‘common mass’ participated in a wide variety of protests. It was obvious that no particular organization can take credit for this situation – rather the people of Hamburg together with militants from other European countries cooperated according to solidarity in struggle and mutual aid.

Actions like the ones in Hamburg spread because the political establishment has very little influence in a significant portion of the Hamburgian social environment.

I think such successful attacks against the system depends on a broader subversive environment where the hegemonic ideology of the system has a weak support. Autonomous social centers, general social ‘problems’ like violent youth gangs/hooligans and so on all contribute to the possibility of a swift disruption of social fields.

How were the groups co-ordinated? Were you with other Egoists? How did you own organizing fit Stirner’s concept of “A Union of Egoists?”

“I wouldn’t say that self-identified egoists organized consciously in the sense that a particular group of union of egoists proclaimed an egoist message. But the general insurrectional anarchist tradition in Europe has very clear influence from Stirner. I would even say that loose networks of affinity groups correspond rather perfectly to Stirner’s ideal of a union of egoists”

What do you wish to tell the other Egoists of the world who say this can’t be done, or even worse that such mass actions should be avoided? If you could grab the entire scene by the ear and force them to listen to you, what would you say?

“I would say, if you sincerely believe that – then listen to the network of IAF (informal anarchist federation) and the Conspiracy of the Cells of Fire. There is no reason to replace hegemonic ideologies with a supposed perfected egoist-nihilist method of action, rather form your own cell with people whom you share affinity and commit yourselves to direct action rather than babbling and wasting your time on the Internet. To people who understand the need of mass insurrection, make sure that you aren’t tricked by the almost religious ecstasy of mass protests, there are always tyrants willing to use such mass action for their own purposes. Rather participate and make sure your own aims of liberation are realized in the very act of insurrection against the system.

What I mean by listening to the IAF and Cells of Fire is that they can commit themselves to direct action outside the scope of mass protests. And that’s up to them of course, the individualist anarchist who has a too firm rejection of mass attacks against the system is really excluding the possibility that individuals participating in such protests actually act upon their own – though in sync with other people. As long as a particular ideological organization is absent as ‘leader’ you could even label it as individualist. The only thing common between people active were their common rejection of capitalism, which is a pretty small common denominator. It lacks the structure of formal anarchist or non-anarchist organizations and is basically just a mass get together of people with very different aims and ideas.”


For some Egoists and Individualists the world is far too scary to confront head on. It is easier for them to find small nests to hide in and quietly pray the screams of millions just go away. They can watch as the Earth is destroyed, as children go hungry, and as people are killed for the color of their skin. They have lived so long on their knees they can’t imagine doing anything else. These Egoists will be the ones staring into the sky as the last bourgeois shuttle breaks free from the atmosphere, coughing the poisonous fumes that pass for air as cancer slowly eats away at every cell.

They are a doomed lot and reek of cowardice. The less thought of them the better.

That doesn’t have to be our future.

Almost 100 years ago in pamphlets found at a series of bombings against capitalist targets American Anarchists wrote “We are not many, perhaps more than you dream of but are all determined to fight to the last…never hope that your cops, and your hounds will ever succeed in ridding the country of the anarchistic germ that pulses in our veins. We know how we stand with you and know how to take care of ourselves.”

Reading those words I can feel the microbes boiling my blood and inspiring my hands to action. On the barricades, in the riots, and in the hearts of Egoists like Comrade Q that anarchistic germ is once again on the rise.

Here’s to hoping it gives the world a violent and fatal infection.

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America’s War On Venezuela and the Fascists We Get to Fight It

(Originally posted at Gods & Radicals)


What you are about to read is a real life horror story. It is a tale of tear gas, bloodshed, and fascists burning a black man alive; it is a tale of overwhelming imperial aggression against a people who pose no threat to their invaders, a calculated strike of pure barbarism that would give Attila the Hun pause and Andrew Jackson the willies.

It is the story of Venezuela, America’s newest undeclared war, and the unholy beasts Uncle Sam is paying to win it.

I have suffered deeply to bring you this story, and have prescribed myself a regimen of back-to-back hyssop baths in an effort to purge away any negativity such coverage might bring. Four spirits freshly summoned from the graveyard hang around the house now, watching me type every word and pulling me back to reality each time I break off into maniacal laughter; when they do I write down Psalm 35 on a small piece of paper and eat it, a backwoods technique to preserve one’s sanity I learned from a one-eyed Seminole woman in a town called Okahumpka. She chuckled then, calling me “wee hatke-hajo” and assured me I’d need it in my chosen line of work.

How right she was. To be a journalist requires not just the ability to sense bullshit but to breathe it, to inhale it, to filter particles of truth from the same fumes designed to dull the senses and demolish the mind. You gain a taste for the stuff and can pick up the scent for miles away, a mutant creature let loose to devour all that is terrible and wrong in the world; like a water moccasin you swim towards everything dangerous in an effort to kill it first.

The current cloud surrounding the troubles of Venezuela might be the purest strain of the stuff I’ve yet to encounter. As far as I’ve seen no Anarchist has sufficiently tackled the subject, no reporter has followed all the evidence, and no soul has yet to fathom the macabre timeline that awaits millions of people if the United States wins.

Lord, how long will you look on? Let those who rejoice at this misfortune be disgraced and humiliated; let those who exalt themselves over it be clothed with shame and reproach! Let us peer deeply into the rat nest that is a capitalist-run press and the lies they package as truth.

For they do not speak in friendly ways,
but contrive deceitful schemes against those who live peacefully in the land.
” – Psalm 35


Everywhere the well-paid chimps in the American press corps are bemoaning the “dictatorship” in Venezuela and their “ruthless” punishing of peaceful protesters. On your TV’s and wrapped in suits worth more than our apartments Americans are being led to believe a new Saddam Hussien lurks just below the equator, killing hundreds of people with his dreaded Leftist ideas. Headlines like “A socialist revolution can ruin almost any country” or Venezuelan socialism still a complete disaster” only help to convince the average simpleton that Venezuela’s problems are ideological and not international in character. The going narrative is that Socialism has destroyed Venezuela and the people now want to be free, that the young man doing a hitler salute is only there because his favorite ceral is no longer on the shelves.

Nothing could be further from the truth and the American government knows it. 

Venezuela’s economic woes are by design and have American fingerprints all over them. Anybody else notice how cheap gas is nowadays?

“Starting in 2014, the Kingdom of Saudi Arabia flooded the market with cheap oil. This is not a mere business decision, but a calculated move coordinated with U.S. and Israeli foreign policy goals. Despite not just losing money, but even falling deep into debt, the Saudi monarchy continues to expand its oil production apparatus. The result has been driving the price of oil down from $110 per barrel, to $28 in the early months of this year. The goal is to weaken these opponents of Wall Street, London, and Tel Aviv, whose economies are centered around oil and natural gas exports….

Writing for Townhall in 2014, Michael Reagan bragged that his father did the same thing to hurt the Soviet Union during the 1980s:

‘Since selling oil was the source of the Kremlin’s wealth, my father got the Saudis to flood the market with cheap oil. Lower oil prices devalued the ruble, causing the USSR to go bankrupt, which led to perestroika and Mikhail Gorbachev and the collapse of the Soviet Empire.’”

Venezuela’s oil revenues account for about 95 per cent of export earnings and around 25 per cent of gross domestic product, making this an aimed economic attack against a country the US has tried to destroy many times before. If there was any doubt the roving shithawks of American Imperialsim were responsible you’d only need to hear a recent interview done by the current head of the CIA:

“So I want to be careful with what I say but suffice to say, we are very hopeful that there can be a transition in Venezuela and we the CIA is doing its best to understand the dynamic there, so that we can communicate to our State Department and to others. The Colombians, I was just down in Mexico City and in Bogota a week before last talking about this very issue trying to help them understand the things they might do so that they can get a better outcome for their part of the world and our part of the world

Remember: these are the same horsefuckers that compare themselves to the manufacturers of poison gas used in the Holocaust and literally said their “real job was to kill as many Communists as possible.” When they say “better outcomes” and “understanding the dynamic” you can be sure it means torture, mass death, and the supremacy of the United States above everything else.

Ever the example that Capitalists act as a class, American-backed companies are gleefully adding to the crisis. Heinz employees are claiming the company’s factories are capable of operating at full capacity to meet the country’s shortage of certain food items—but that the owners do not want that to happen. Bridgestone, General Mills, Procter & Gamble, Ford Motor Company, and Kimberly-Clark Corp number among other American companies mysteriously slowing production in Venezuela due to “business concerns” while the Japanese-run Toyota continues to chug along just fine. A “bosses strike” has even been called, management locking up industries and refusing workers the ability to slow down a catastrophic economic collapse.

Here it is, a full-blown class war, naked as sunshine and for all to see. The Plan? A combined pincer strike of fixed markets and shortages of essential goods, one causing the economy to turn into a boiling pot of rage and hate for whoever was in charge. Where have we seen this before?

“The situation on the ground today in Venezuela, in particular the shortages of basic goods, is in some respects analogous to the conditions leading up to the 1973 coup against the democratically elected socialist government of Salvador Allende in Chile. A major tactic of the right-wing Chilean opposition and the Nixon administration was to ‘make the economy scream’ by provoking food shortages, a truckers strike, and mayhem in the streets. Researcher Peter Kornbluh, in The Pinochet File: A Declassified Dossier on Atrocity and Accountability, summarizes declassified cables that indicate in the days preceding the overthrow of Allende a terrorist paramilitary group and a ‘large segment’ of the business community were ‘undertaking actions to increase discontent and incidents of violence…in order to create an atmosphere in Chile which would be propitious for a military coup.”

It’s a winning strategy and Uncle Sam will take it all the way to make it a success. In the 1970’s the CIA went so far as to pay workers in Chile not to work with the equivalent of $40,192,000 dollars, all to exacerbate shortages and manufacture a crisis capable of overthrowing the government. But just as in the past you need someone on the ground to really get things crazy, and a white guy with a boston accent sticks out like a preist at a boy scout jamboree. You need local help, the kind of hellish beasts hopped up on ideology and with a foaming desire to kill so common to the Right.

Meet the “protesters” so beloved by the American media.

(Read more here…)

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Goddamn You Ignorant Horsefuckers: A Response to A Marxist Critique

I am working on a deadline, an article on Venezuela nearly done and two other projects still waiting in the wings. I have two clients eagerly desiring candle work and as of this writing my Ancestor Altar still needs to be given offerings. Instead I’m going to sit down with my tenth beer and answer one of the most malformed and idiotic critiques I have yet to lay eyes on.

In this world there is only one crime, that of getting caught, and getting caught being stupid surely ranks among the most grievous of that offense. I will be responding to a Marxist critique of Egoist-Communism from an individual whose read nothing I’ve written, never glanced at Stirner, and bases all their petulant screeching on one podcast I was in.

This isn’t even a good Marxist critique of individualism, nor is it anything groundbreaking. Confronted with pure stupidity I’m not going to argue, I’m going to educate, like you might a five-year old that keeps pissing the bed.

Let me start off this godawful assignment by apologizing to the Marxists reading this. I’m not pigeonholing you, these are actually the words someone wrote in some half-assed way to…I don’t know. Yell at me? The whole thing came off as the work of a naked homeless man who might scream outside my window, his dick waving endlessly in the wind as he cackles paragraph after paragraph on “the immortal science” of whatever the fuck. To be honest I’m only responding because I’ve been asked to by a friend. Normally this is the shit that gets deleted immediately.

So here goes. 11th beer. Now, what was alleged?

“Who else would attempt to reanimate the ideological corpse of Stirner, so thoroughly buried by Marx so many years ago in The German Ideology? There is no need to address at face value the ideology the learned Bones professes to hold: Saint Max’s idealism has long been superseded by Marxism. No need to re-invent the wheel!”

So…y-you wrote an entire rambling essay on Stirnerist thought…but Stirner is so defeated that examining any of his points is a waste of time. I…Jesus, I don’t even know what to make of that. You literally, as the thesis statement for this entire excursion, imply that Stirner is so defeated his ideas cannot be considered. Every word you write after that is literally you proving yourself wrong. You’re considering them.

Also calling Stirner an idealist is like calling Lao Tzu a legalist. It’s a non-sequitur. You’re just mashing words together and calling it a “critique.” His entire book is arguing AGAINST idealism in all its forms: “right,” “wrong,” “state,” “the people.”

On another note, all your claims are factually false. Please read “Pure Black: An Emerging Consensus Among Some Comrades?” for one reporter’s multinational take on where Anarchism is going. I could point to Rojava as well, where Bookchin seems to hold more water than Marx, or literally any of the hundreds of FAI cells currently operating worldwide. I can also point historically to the Autonomists and the Situationists, or even further back the followers of Galleani and Ravchol that made headlines in the early 1900’s. Marx has never been the settled answer to everything, a fact that Dengism practically screams.

The writer is being disingenuous, and admits as much. Next point please.

“It should really be more than enough, additionally, that the Doctor identifies as a ‘post-leftist.’ He admittedly rejects leftism. He is right-wing, he’s a rightist. He may have deluded himself into thinking that he is post-ideological, that he has outgrown’ politics, but we shouldn’t indulge with him in such a fantasy. But here we are.”

The author cannot provide a single quote where I have done so. The author, much like a coke-addicted baby in rehab, is incapable of looking up what “post-left” means. It is not a rejection of “leftism”, but rather a critique of it, and one that moves outside traditional means. Cue calling me a “rightist,” or said another way “person whom I don’t like very much and want to make seem scary.”

He begins with a concept he calls “workerism,” by which he means that Marxism somehow reduces an individual down to their status as a worker. It should not be necessary to point out the sheer vulgarity of this idea. Bones betrays his absolute ignorance of Marx in this position alone. The identity, the status, the class of the “worker” comes about not because Marxists will it to be, but because that is the nature of the capitalist system.

It is also the existence currently experienced by human beings living in Venezuela and China or under the Soviet Union and East Germany in the past. That’s the problem. The same people who claim to be fighting for the “liberation” of the worker only see them as a class object whereas we seek to destroy class society itself. We seek communization:

“Those who developed the theory of communisation rejected this posing of revolution in terms of forms of organisation, and instead aimed to grasp the revolution in terms of its content. Communisation implied a rejection of the view of revolution as an event where workers take power followed by a period of transition: instead it was to be seen as a movement characterised by immediate communist measures (such as the free distribution of goods) both for their own merit, and as a way of destroying the material basis of the counter-revolution. If, after a revolution, the bourgeoisie is expropriated but workers remain workers, producing in separate enterprises, dependent on their relation to that workplace for their subsistence, and exchanging with other enterprises, then whether that exchange is self-organised by the workers or given central direction by a “workers’ state” means very little: the capitalist content remains, and sooner or later the distinct role or function of the capitalist will reassert itself. By contrast, the revolution as a communising movement would destroy — by ceasing to constitute and reproduce them — all capitalist categories: exchange, money, commodities, the existence of separate enterprises, the state and — most fundamentally — wage labour and the working class itself.”

This is why we are uniformly against a worker’s state. From Malatesta:

I think a little later on the author I’m responding to says I offended his religion or something…ah, here it is:

The Marxist view of history that he is probably referring to is historical materialism, which holds that the material conditions of man throughout history are driven by a dialectic of changing material conditions. To the infantile, this can apparently only be understood as “economics.” Economics, to be clear, is only a method of quantifying and measuring very shallow slices of this vast dialectic. There is much more in the material than the economic, not that Bones is capable of understanding either.

Your dialectic does not exist. It doesn’t, no more than the Nietzschean “Will to Power” does. You mistake a metaphor, a map, for the territory itself. It may be a great philosophical tool, but the dialectic is merely a metaphor.  The anarchist regulates her life not according to the law, like the legalists, nor according to a given collective metaphysic or mystique, like the religious nationalists or socialists, but according to her own needs and personal aspirations. She is ready to make the concessions necessary to live with his comrades or her friends, but without making an obsession of these concessions.

“Bones also reveals a misunderstanding of what revolution is and what it seeks to accomplish. He claims that after the revolution, workers will still be doing the same menial, alienating, and unproductive work they were doing before the revolution..”

This is literally the historical experience of both the Soviet Union, all the Soviet satellite states, China, Brazil, Venezuela, Nicaragua, literally anywhere Marxists have taken power. Every historical example may have increased the quality of life as a worker, but you still had a manager, still had a hierarchy, and still had an entire “system” with laws, cops, and judges to answer to. Unless you think working in a factory ISN’T menial or alienating, then by all means go ahead.

There would still be work, of course, but people would relate to it much differently. It would not be menial, alienating, or exploitative, and it would directly correspond with useful social production..

How? The author makes the assertion without any historical or current examples. This can be dismissed as, and I’m using the technical term here, unadulterated bullshit. His claim is you’ll work the same but that it just some how becomes magically not as bad.

Everything Bones said in his so-called “post-leftist Egoist critique of Marxism” could be said with equal conviction by a khaki-clad young Republican, a Rand-toting right-libertarian, Donald Trump, Hillary Clinton, or any other rightist.

Again the author is disingenuous. These ideas have been in the Left since the 1970’s. Please read:

— An A to Z of Communisation
“Contrary to what his early writings envisaged – the abolition of work – Marx thought work would be completely different once everyone worked. When he wrote that work would become ‘not only a means of life but life’s prime want’, he was still aiming at a radical change of human existence, but thought to achieve this by putting production at the centre. The only way to go beyond work is for productive acts to be more than merely productive, for production to be part of life: then ‘life’s prime want’ will become the whole social activity. This is why we can speak of a non-economy.

–28 Theses on Class Society
“The modern communist perspective – which does not wish to maintain the proletariat for eternity, but rather to sublate it; that does not want to distribute money more justly, but rather to transcend it; that does not wish to democratize the state, but rather to abolish it – appears ludicrous alongside the countless leftist attempts to re-functionalize these social forms in a more humane manner. But it is in no way utopian, since it merely carries out the objective con- tradictions of society: a society characterized simultaneously by the total socialization as well as the complete atomization of people; that engenders unprecedented wealth alongside indescribable misery; a society which is the product of all, yet which follows its own laws and eludes all control. In contrast to the academic left, the communist perspective refuses to repeat really existing reification in the realm of theory; whereas confused professors mystify society with terms like “power”, “structure”, and “discourse”, the communist perspective sees only the work of humans, determinate forms of social practice that can be transcended.”

Listen, Marxist!
“Writing in the middle years of the nineteenth century, Marx could not be expected to grasp the full consequences of his insights into the centralization of capital and the development of technology. He could not be expected to foresee that capitalism would develop not only from mercantilism into the dominant industrial form of his day—from state-aided trading monopolies into highly competitive industrial units—but further, that with the centralization of capital, capitalism returns to its mercantilist origins on a higher level of development and reassumes the state-aided monopolistic form. The economy tends to merge with the state and capitalism begins to “plan” its development instead of leaving it exclusively to the interplay of competition and market forces. To be sure, the system does not abolish the traditional class struggle, but manages to contain it, using its immense technological resources to assimilate the most strategic sections of the working class.”

From Riot to Insurrection
“In the evolution of social contradictions over the past few years, certain tendencies have become so pronounced that they can now be considered as real changes.

The structure of domination has shifted from straightforward arbitrary rule to a relationship based on adjustment and compromise. This has led to a considerable increase in demand for services compared to such traditional demands as durable consumer goods. The results have been an increase in those aspects of production based on information technology, the robotisation of the productive sector, and the preeminence of the services sector (commerce, tourism, transport, credit, insurance, public administration, etc.) over industry and agriculture.”

Communisation and Value-Form Theory
“The critical import of value-form theory is that it calls into question any political conception based on the affirmation of the proletariat as producer of value. It recognises Marx’s work as an essentially negative critique of capitalist society. In reconstructing the Marxian dialectic of the value-form, it demonstrates how the social life process is subsumed under — or ‘form-determined’ by — the value-form. What characterises such ‘form-determination’ is a perverse priority of the form over its content. Labour does not simply pre-exist its objectification in the capitalist commodity as a positive ground to be liberated in socialism or communism through the alteration of its formal expression…While it seems true and politically effective say that we produce capital by our labour, it is actually more accurate to say (in a world that really is topsy turvy) that we, as subjects of labour, are produced by capital.

I need to drink more at this point. This doesn’t feel like an argument, or even a debate. I’m having a pretend conversation with a small poodle. Yet it goes on!

His talk about the “Union of Egoists” is particularly revealing. The ultimate form of such a Union? “Children playing a game,” Bones says. He goes on to mention a few more examples of a Union of Egoists, including Steven Soderbergh’s 2001 heist flick, Ocean’s Eleven. This is the level we are operating on: no analysis, no system, no understanding, just play and fantasy.

Unlike my Marxist comrades, I seek to speak to the people in a language they can understand. I used simple examples(such as Gofundme) to show how things can be done without ideology or specific social roles, actions where we are simply ourselves. The goal was to bring an everyday example to mind. If you want specific examples allow me to provide them for you:

Pirate Ships
Italy 1970’s
Spain 1976–1979
Comiso, Sicily 1982–3
Albania 1997
Bolivia 2000 — present
Kabyle region, Algeria 2001 — present
Argentina 2001 — ?
Basilicata, Italy, November 2003
Wildcat strikes in Italy, Winter 2003–4

To see this play out in something most Marxists are unfamiliar with, actual Class Warfare and revolutionary activity, please peruse the following news sites:

Insurrection News
Act for Freedom Now
Bite Back
Cette Semaine
Contra Info
Contra Informate
Contra Madriz
CNA Italia
Czarna Teoria
Dark Matter Publications
Earth First! US
Elephant Editions
Enough is Enough
Grecja w Ogniu
Instinto Salvaje
Jail Breaking
La Rebellion de las Palabras
Le Chat Noir Emeutier
Linksunten IMC
Network of Revolutionary Cells
Noticias de la Guerra Social
Publicacion Refractario
Radio Fragmata
Rote Hilfe CH
Sans Attendre Demain
Sosyal Savas
Traces of Fire

What else ya got?

“Egoists merely channel the hyper-individualism of neoliberalism into a particularly incoherent mold and mistake themselves as profound. The internet, the ultimate neoliberal platform, is where these keyboard warriors derive their identities and their ideologies.”

Another blatant falsehood. I’m currently interviewing an Egoist that was at G20 and can point to the FAI as a militant army of Nihilist-Individualists. They’ve done more in 2 months than any “vanguard” I’ve seen. That’s just the present. For historical examples:

Might I also add that tactically the “vanguard” or party is old news and represents zero threat on the battlefield. Insurrectionary tactics however are currently the talk of military journals worldwide. Please read:

We’ll continue with the dribble.

“In the episode, Bones also betrayed his utter disbelief in mass uprising, in mass revolution. Bones fears and distrusts the masses. As he should!”

Incorrect. The traditional Leftist view is that masters are the ones that create slaves; for Egoist-Communists, on the contrary, slaves also create their masters. If the former were to stop obeying, the latter would disappear. We don’t intend to convert the exploited, but rather to excite them, to provoke them, to stir them up against the old world.

Please read:

Lone Wolves Are Not Alone
“Thus the socialist anarchists, while refusing the system, instead of destroying class identities and economy, speak their language. They speak of the overthrowing of the existent, without however uprooting from inside them the economic-centric logic. For us, as anarcho-individualists and nihilists, economy is not the key for liberation. Economy is a part of the problem and the problem itself. The only way to strike the heart of the problem is to destroy the economy and its distinctions and speak of human relations. The world will not become prettier or more free if we collectivize work but only if we blow up the relation of work and destroy its mentality, its ethics and culture. The same will happen with friendship, love, pleasure, the meaning of life itself.On the road for continuous anarchist insurrection we do not keep anything which holds us down on the past. We tear down the myths of the revolutionary subject, of the proletariat, of the eternal wait for the right objective conditions, the social likeness towards the population, this slow moving mass which with its inactivity stops us from breathing….”

The Relevance of Max Stirner to Anarcho-Communists
“Clearly, socially oriented anarchists have been interested in Stirner’s ideas. They continue to be interested today, and for good reason. In a world where even revolutionaries too often find themselves lost among enemies of the individual and calls for self-sacrifice, the uncompromising egoism of Stirner is a breath of fresh air. So many communists, while rejecting God the Father, God the State, and God the Corporation, set up instead God the Community, a fearsome deity that Kropotkin called ‘more terrible than any of the preceding.’ For Stirner, as for the egoistic communist, these are all spooks. The communist egoist does not serve the People, the Masses, or any other spook. She serves herself, because she is part of the people, part of the masses. How can Humanity be happy when you and I are sad? As the self-described Marxist-Stirnerists of the Bay Area group For Ourselves observed, ‘Any revolutionary who is to be counted on can only be in it for himself; unselfish people can always switch loyalty from one projection to another. Furthermore, only the most greedy people can be relied on to follow through on their revolutionary project.'”

Egoist-Communism: What It Is and What It Isn’t
“If we can’t, shouldn’t we work together? If we still can’t, shouldn’t we find others? And when we find them won’t they desire to own just as much of that property as we do? Why can’t we have individual indulgence with a joyous community life; why not lawlessness with the cause of social justice? I seek the whole me, not a sliver, and to find him I need friends and accomplices to work with. What somebody works ought to be owned by them, plain and simple, and I believe we’d be surprised how much coming together might free up our time for other pleasures.

Insurrection is happening right now, all over the globe, and it’s only going to spread. The governments of the world are losing power and they know it. Pay attention to what Homeland Security has nightmares about. Hint: it isn’t the CPUSA.

Marxists are no closer to communism than they were when Marx was alive, and will forever remain an atheistic church of True Believers incapable of original thought. They scream for discipline, a codeword for obedience, because they fear what the working class is capable of. For the rest of us there are other potentials, ones I implore you to explore. Read these links, have some conversations, and get free because YOU desire it. Or said another way:

“Insurrection begins with the desire of individuals to break out of constrained and controlled circumstances, the desire to reappropriate the capacity to create one’s own life as one sees fit. This requires that they overcome the separation between them and their conditions of existence. Where the few, the privileged, control the conditions of existence, it is not possible for most individuals to truly determine their existence on their terms. Individuality can only flourish where equality of access to the conditions of existence is the social reality. This equality of access is communism; what individuals do with that access is up to them and those around them.”

I have work at 7 in the fucking morning and my wife is already pissed I spent this much time on this essay. 3,000 words of my life I will never get back, all for a person that never read anything I wrote or bothered to look beyond one podcast.

Goddamn you ignorant horsefuckers.

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Macron, Much Like Centrism, Is a Vile Piece of Predatory Garbage

(Originally posted at Gods & Radicals)

If Donald Trump had stood before 19 countries, his white skin practically gleaming under lights and television cameras, and said that Africa’s problems weren’t due to anything else but having too many kids and a “civilization problem” every liberal from Portland to Massachusetts would collectively shit themselves with rage. They would decry the inhumanity in Rightist thinking, its racism, and above all it’s desire to maintain a brutally hierarchical status-quo.

Question: why isn’t there the same level of anger when those words came from the French poster-boy of centrism, Emmanuel Macron?

“At a press conference at the G20 summit in Hamburg, on July 8 he was asked about a ‘Marshall Plan for Africa.’ The president gave a disquisition on Africa’s ‘real’ problems – among them, in his view, demographics. The continent’s true challenge was “civilizational,”…Where there are ‘7 or 8 children per woman,’ he said, spending billions is pointless.”

Rather than censure the French technocrat, the same one seeking to gut nearly every labor law currently creating one of the highest standards of living in the world, liberals and centrists are rushing to his aid, stammering that what Macron said was “taken out of context.”

Fresh from a gin-soaked weekend and with a scavenger’s sense for the rotten, I analyzed and read over the speech we radicals “misunderstood.” The unedited footage still sounds pretty goddamned racist to me, what with the whole blaming African women for daring to reproduce, but liberals are eager to point out Macron also cited “failed states” and “shaky democracies” as the reasons for Africa’s woes.

Please excuse the rough french of a Florida conjurer but are you miserable shitbats off your motherfucking rocker?

Where do you think “failed states” and “shaky democracies” come from? That somehow, some way African people are just incapable or running their own lives?

Why it couldn’t be the massive amount of money France has taken from Africa under a neo-imperialist and capitalist guise? Certainly it can’t be due to the fact that during the last 50 years, a total of 67 coups have happened in 26 countries in Africa? I guess we’ll ignore that fact that 16 of those countries are French ex-colonies, which means 61% of the coups happened in Francophone Africa.

We could even note the French Foreign Legion has had a hand in many of these, but if there was any doubt about the bourgeoisie of Paris directly benefiting from Africa’s exploitation one need only acknowledge the fact that 14 African countries are obligated by France, through a colonial pact, to put 85% of their foreign reserve into the French central bank under the control of the French minister of Finance

In a move so nakedly imperialist it might as well be wearing a goddamn monocle, the Central Bank of The French Treasury is prohibited from disclosing to the African nations where those funds are invested or whether there is a profit on these investments. France only allows them to access 15% of the money in any given year. If they need more than that, they have to borrow the extra money from the French Treasury at commercial rates. If the countries need to borrow more than 20% of their own money, France has a veto.

In effect the French took the wretched trade of a pimp and blew it up to the estimated tune of 500 billion in currency Africans generate but will never get to use.

Let us not forget that Hillary’s war to destroy Libya had some very French characteristics….

Read the rest here.

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Interview with Revolutionary Left Radio on Egoist-Communism

Before the interview I had been shaking violently; I had just got off a 6:30am to 5:00pm shift, I was loaded up with caffeine, and the amount of beer swirling its way through my blood was probably enough to strike two alligators dead.

I was nervous, nervous in the sense I didn’t want to fuck anything up and fully aware that this might be the first time thousands of people hear of Max Stirner. Perceptions, ideas, first impressions all waited on this moment. Summoning whatever calm I could I dropped into meditation, doused myself in High John and Lady Luck oil, and had a conversation with Brett of Revolutionary Left Radio.

If I was worried before I quickly realized I was in good hands. Brett, an intelligent and quick comrade with midwest charm, had not only took the time to research my articles but listen to almost every previous podcast I’d done.

His fantastic preparation and questions coupled with raw, sorcerous enthusiasm ended in a feast for the ears already downloaded over 16,000 times.

If you ever wanted to know what Egoism means, who Max Stirner was, or end up peeing yourself laughing while learning some theory this is the interview for you.

Give it a listen here.

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Donald Trump Revealed He Was A Fascist Back in the 1990’s

You’ll have to excuse me if I seem a bit nervous. It isn’t often that you get to peek into the mind of the President of the United States, much less if you’re a gonzo reporter stuck between meth-fueled trailer parks and corporate-owned towns. I’m about as far away from D.C. as one can get, and if I even took two sniffs of the air around Mar-a-Largo I’d surely be thrown in a van and carted off to the nearest CIA torture site.

But just because Donald Trump won’t explain the inner darkness of his mind to me doesn’t mean he hasn’t to others, and in fact he did just that with Playboy Magazine in a 1990 interview brought to my attention by a brave livestreamer named Heather.

This was back when things were different you see, and Trump was just some asshole with alot of money. We hadn’t yet torn Yugoslavia to pieces for our own private gain; the little people who made up the class furtively swarming from shopping mall to gas station were gleefully unaware to the world and the damage they’d caused. Trump spoke in the interview then as man with ideas but with no interest in being elected, free to state exactly how we felt on a host of issues both mundane and political. The interview then is a time capsule, a glimpse into a mind now in control of the world’s largest military.

It is an unnerving glimpse to say the least.

Consider his thoughts on how the State and the police should deal with criminals:

“…I hate seeing this country go to hell. We’re laughed at by the rest of the world. In order to bring law and order back into our cities, we need the death penalty and authority given back to the police…

…Nobody can make the argument that the death penalty isn’t a deterrent. Either it will be brought back swiftly or our society will rot away. It is rotting away.”

His opinion about protesters, dissidents, and how they should be handled:

“…What you will see there soon is a revolution; the signs are all there with the demonstrations and picketing. Russia is out of control and the leadership knows it. That’s my problem with Gorbachev. Not a firm enough hand.

You mean firm hand as in China?

“When the students poured into Tiananmen Square, the Chinese government almost blew it. Then they were vicious, they were horrible, but they put it down with strength. That shows you the power of strength. Our country is right now perceived as weak … as being spit on by the rest of the world-“

Why is Gorbachev not firm enough?
“I predict he will be overthrown, because he has shown extraordinary weakness. Suddenly, for the first time ever, there are coal-miner strikes and brush fires everywhere–which will all ultimately lead to a violent revolution…his giving an inch is going to end up costing him and all his friends what they most cherish–their jobs.

Or his weird willingness to wage nuclear war;

Nuclear war?
“I’ve always thought about the issue of nuclear war; it’s a very important element in my thought process. It’s the ultimate, the ultimate catastrophe, the biggest problem this world has, and nobody’s focusing on the nuts and bolts of it. It’s a little like sickness. People don’t believe they’re going to get sick until they do. Nobody wants to talk about it. I believe the greatest of all stupidities is people’s believing it will never happen, because everybody knows how destructive it will be, so nobody uses weapons. What bullshit.

The bomb Harry Truman dropped on Hiroshima was a toy next to today’s. We have thousands of weapons pointed at us and nobody even knows if they’re going to go in the right direction. They’ve never really been tested. These jerks in charge don’t know how to paint a wall, and we’re relying on them to shoot nuclear missiles to Moscow. What happens if they don’t go there? What happens if our computer systems aren’t working? Nobody knows if this equipment works, and I’ve seen numerous reports lately stating that the probability is they don’t work. It’s a total mess.

And how would President Trump handle it?
He would believe very strongly in extreme military strength…

Sitting at my desk, clutching the rum bottle and nervously shaking as I pour another drink, I’m at a loss for words as to what cruel twists of fate might lay ahead for a continent ruled by an admirer of the Tienanmen Square massacre. The interview makes it clear Trump’s now notorious policies been on his mind for quite sometime; before it may have been idle chatter but now we know it to be the inner character of a man at the reins of an Empire. Both Germany and Japan have used the interview as material for understanding the President, a testament to its importance.

What lay ahead of us? Would it matter? The people had spoken, and if tomorrow the troops began knocking on doors who would stop them? What had the people chosen, were they even aware?

Even now as I stare out the window the night sky is filled with smoke. Concealed vision, veiled possibility on a national holiday. An ambulance zooms by, a dying man with both his legs still at the crash site that would surely put an end to him.

Does he know he’ll soon die?

Do the American people know what they’ve chosen?

We haven’t yet seen the full force of Trump’s vision, the same plan he held in 1990, though with inauguration protesters staring down 80 years and the national press unable to film press conferences it is my opinion that we soon will.

Like sirens in the night, I can only retreat into the darkness. Waiting for the inevitable.

Dr. Bones

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Anarchists Failed Philando Castile and They Have Failed Black Americans

(Originally Posted at Gods & Radicals)

When I put two rituals in my book to hex the police some people said I had gone too far. I had to talk with a team of editors about possible re-writes, had to discuss plans about what we’d do when the FBI eventually got a hold of it. I worried then. Now, with the dash cam footage released in the recent murder of Philando Castile I wish I would have wrote 40 more. An armed gang who exists only to protect the wealthy and kill people of color is running rampant and Anarchists are woefully unable to do anything about it. This needs to change immediately.

I’m not talking about more protests. I’m not talking about writing your congressman or maybe heading down to the next city council meeting to have a strong word with your mayor. I’m not talking about getting ready for another Black Bloc downtown.

None of that has stopped the killings of Philando Castile, Sandra Bland, Eric Garner, Mike Brown, Tamir Rice, Freddie Gray, and Amadou Diallo. Evangelical Christians can literally create healthcare systems outside of State control and the best Anarchists can come up with is cardboard signs and hash tags.

If your politics can only function in “radical spaces” they are worthless. If they can’t keep people alive they are garbage.

The other night I came home to find my wife quivering in fear and shaking with rage after watching the dashcam footage of an innocent man killed in front of his family. It was Philando’s video. It is a video so shocking, so unbelievably clear in guilt, that even conservative magazines had to admit it was all but damning.

“Yanez asked for Castile’s license. Castile told him that he had a gun, and the officer – rather than asking for his carry permit, or asking where the gun was, or asking to see Castile’s hands – just says, ‘Don’t reach for it then.’ At that point, Castile is operating under two commands. Get his license, and don’t reach for his gun. As Castile reaches for his license (following the officer’s orders), and he assures him that he’s not reaching for the gun (also following the officer’s orders).

He died anyway.”

In America you can execute a black man in front of his child for a broken taillight and reasonably expect a jury to let you off the hook. What are “radicals” concerned about?

Motherfuckin’ burritos.

My wife is mixed. In between people talking about how much they love her hair there is a morose and unspeakable acknowledgement that she might be considered dark enough to die. I worry for her when I’m not around. If she runs into a cop will her curls mark her for death? Her nose? Will he do a mental checklist, perhaps match her skin tone to a chart that ranges from “mental illness” to “dangerous?” She spoke last night of friends she knew, family members, all as if they had just been diagnosed with cancer.

You hope they make it but you know somewhere that it’s only a matter of time until somebody bites the bullet.

The laptop she owned sat on the other side of the room, practically thrown after arguing with person after person who told her how “cops have a hard job” and as such are right to “fear for their lives.”

What do they have to fear? Certainly nothing from Anarchists. Hell, they’ve got everything right where they want it.

She has to hide her radical idea that black people shouldn’t be executed on a whim from co-workers and customers, lest she offend them; her sheer existence is an inflammatory opinion. We had to drive by discolored American flags yesterday with disgusting blue lines running right through the middle, a silent but all too clear acknowledgement that for some people the police could do no wrong. That some people deserved to die. She has to see that everyday. She has to stare into the faces of people who will not give a single fuck if seven hollow-point rounds rip through her chest and steal that wonderful soul away from this Earth.

Those same flags would fly, those same people would ask what drugs were in her system, those same people would cheer and buy cakes for cops if anyone dared so much as said a bad word about them. Entire fraternal orders have been designed for the protection of cops and for providing legal aid when they end up killing someone.

And what might my “comrades” do? What can Anarchists provide if such a dark fate befell her?

Nothing beyond a few internet arguments.

The police, the government, they know this. That’s why they don’t care.

You think these pigs are afraid of going to court, a court system run by people they know and whose birthday parties they’ve regularly attended? You think a prosecutor is going to risk her career and every potential ally she needs in a police station to fight for some no-name “thug” who was probably guilty anyway?

They know people are going to get mad, march up and down, maybe spit in a few coffees. A trashcan or two might get knocked over. Anarchists have been doing that shit for years. Life goes on, and the cops know they can walk anywhere they want, do whatever they want, and if push comes to shove every piece of shit in a uniform is going to line up to defend them. If they get fucked with people are going to get hurt. Period.

That’s how gangs work. That’s how Anarchism used to work, back when “an injury to one” really did get treated as an injury to all. 100 years ago illegalists in Spain were leaving a trail of assassinated bosses, landowners, priests, and other tyrants in their wake.


Today? “Class War” is merely a slogan, a cool patch for your print shop to show how radical you are while extolling the benefits of veganism; white supremacy is the suburban mom in our checkout line that pisses us off and conveniently never the men in uniform with fingers on a trigger. Anarchists can feed the homeless, Anarchists can make gigantic puppets for the next protest, and by-golly-gee-willerkers Anarchists can promise to bring you the safest, most non-threatening and inclusive panel of authors who only you and a few friends have heard of aaaaaaall day.

But stop the police from lynching black people? Like, armed patrols or sabotage?

Who the fuck you think you’re dealing with pal?

These new Anarchists love to talk about privilege, don’t they? You want to know what privilege is? Privilege is having the audacity to call yourself a radical and “freedom-fighter” while a four-year old girl struggles to understand how a night out for ice cream took her father away forever. Privilege is getting to revel in just how goddamned liberated you and your general assembly are while Philando’s daughter tries to pick up the pieces of her life.

Anarchists talk about intersectionality, the criss-crossing of multiple oppressions. Charleena Lyles, a pregnant black woman with mental illness, was just recently killed by Seattle cops in front of her kids. Where are all those nice people in the pussy hats for her? Anybody going to take up the banner of intersectionality and actually do something to ensure this doesn’t happen again? Make Seattle PD lose some sleep? Hell, even help take care of her kids?

I won’t even bother asking for “justice.” The laughs might get stuck in my throat and choke me to death.

No, most Anarchists are too busy “calling out” the admin of some facebook group to worry about mutual aid. To suggest anything else might call the whole damn thing into question. Wouldn’t want to have that long hard look in the mirror would we, Comrade? That nagging feeling that you’ve wasted decades of your life playing pretend? No, can’t do that. Can’t walk down that dark and dusty road again.

Here’s a meme. Share it. Feel better? Good. Buy a t-shirt. Wear it on Sundays. Casually ignore the sound of your neighbor beating his wife. Shop at Whole Foods.

I’ve been watching, couldn’t help myself. Watching, waiting…holding my breath. Didn’t want to cast judgement lest I be judged. I’ve scoured the journals and looked into faces, pulled cards on multiple leading figures and even interrogated a few deities as to the state of our eventual liberation.

It ain’t lookin’ good, bud. On a scale of one being the total liberation of all people and ten being a self-inflicted gunshot wound that ends up throwing the planet into an abyss of nuclear fire, the state of American radicalism is about…

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There Is No Civilization, There is No Wild. There Is Only You and Me.

(Originally posted at Gods & Radicals)

Editor’s Note: As fans of Dr. Bones on twitter and facebook might know our resident Conjurer was recently blown out of his mind on what Gods & Radicals can only assume to be highly illegal substances. This draft was sent to us with almost an hour and a half of audio, several hand drawn images, and a series of photographs in what we assume to be Dr. Bones…well, we aren’t exactly sure what’s going on but have serious doubts the alligator skulls were ethically sourced. Gods & Radicals in no way endorses buying high-powered hallucinogens off the Dark Web and patently refuses Bones’ calls to “send him $400 to help get some things going down here. If the rednecks get a taste of this stuff they’ll be shitting rainbows and communism for generations.”

The following text is presented as we received it in the hopes that readers will be able to make sense of it. Those inclined to help Dr. Bones further his drug habit and firearms purchases should consider buying his book.


As of this writing I have been out of my mind on acid bought off the Dark Web for the better part of 24 hours. My house is covered in drawings, still-burning incense, and every mirror appears to be dotted with the words “YOU ARE TAICHI” written in what I presume to be blood. Texts from Stirner are scattered about everywhere and people on twitter are asking me how they can join The Ancient and Medicinal Order of the Hyena.

Chuang-Tzu said “The torch of chaos and doubt, this is what the Sage steers by.” If this is true I have totally transcended the motherfucking wheel.

I need beer to take the edge off, desperately trying to explain to my wife what was going on.

“What the hell was that,” she says mixing 3 shots of espresso into my morning coffee, “you were up till 4am talking about creating some…some lodge or something? You practically destroyed the house! And why did you keep waking me up to tell me you were a Japanese artist?”

“I don’t know! Sweet jesus I don’t even know what the hell I took. I got it off some old Korean guy I work with. One minute he’s showing my some tai-chi moves, the iron bar and all that, and the next think you know he’s asking me if I want any acid!”

“How much did this cost?” She laughs shaking her head. “How do you even meet these people?”

“The cost?” I move on to my second beer. “Nothing. He just gave it to me.”


“Gave. Said he bought a shitload of it off the Dark Web with bitcoin. Gives it to wizard types he comes across. The sigils I was seeing…I…my god.” I grabbed my wife now, my eyes practically bloodshot. “I can’t begin to describe what this means for my magical practice. I have new glyphs for candles, new prayers to sing. Wait until my next-oh…and uh…speaking of…” She pushes me away, half laughing and half bewildered.

“You have to mail out one package and send that lady in Michigan an order for her candle.”

“Ah, good-good. The lady who had the evil eye on her wedding. Any readings?”

“One. And you were supposed to deliver it 4 hours ago.” The coffee is gone and I move on to my third beer, finally beginning to get back to some sense of normalcy.

“Well,” I cough, “seeing as how I’ve blown the day I think I need to mediate on my sins. We should probably go to a church.”

Load the car up, bottled water and rum. 55 miles an hour past blue flags and neo-confederates packing heat, drivers staring like sharks out of the windows; hungry, ignorant fools who actually hold their inbreeding in pride.

They needed to be punished.

I roll down my window and draw the attention of a nearby motorist.

“S’cuze me, sir. Is that a ‘blue lives matter’ sticker on your bumper?” He looks confused, like a wounded animal, his old Chevy chugging along some half-rabid pitbull.

“Yah,” he says spitting out tobacco, “and wuz of it?”

“Oh good.” I can feel my wife’s hand desperately trying to grab my shoulder, pull me back in the window, but there won’t be any of that. “I was trying to figure out who to tell to FUCK OFF!” Rubber screeches as the light shifts into green, a cloud of smoke pouring from the tires and filling the windshield. Turn the radio station up, that’s the ticket, if Marc Antony comes on it’s a sign from the gods I should draw on this miserable cockersucker and fill him with lead.

Did I say that out loud? Or did I write it? Judging from the terror in my eyes and the speed I’m driving I’m going to say this is really happening.

Turkey Creek Nature Sanctuary. Get out of the jeep, two more pulls from the driving juice hidden in the dash box. Go out to the kayak launch. Rain, who put all this rain here?

Breathe. Breathe. Calm and steady. I mutter words of power liberated from a Thelemic chat room many moons ago.

“I have a body but I am not my body.
I have a mind but I am not my mind.
I have desires but I am not my desires.
I have thoughts but I am not my thoughts.”

Everything cools around me, silencing the storm raging in all my nerves. Slipping once again into a meditative state I focus on the power that envelopes and flows through all things. Slowly everything begins to melt away: cars, worries, states, and borders all disappear. Some greater shard from the Godhead lights up in my chest and I’m swirling in wisdom and pure gnosis. In this small place, as the heavens bore life-giving water to a drought stricken land, everything was at once made holy; the river itself, slow and constant, becomes a symbol of that power forever lurking in the background, a greater icon worthy of worship unfashionable by human hands. Long ago a shrine might have been built in such a place, a person in touch with Spirit pulled to take residence and protect it. A place like that might heal the sick, start a cult, and in a few hundred years be the subject of many an anthropological study with romantic overtones.

And here it was, at a nature preserve, surrounded by cookie cutter homes and low-end nail salons….

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Egoist-Communism: What It Is and What It Isn’t

“Throw away holiness and wisdom, and people will be a hundred times happier. Throw away morality and justice, and people will do the right thing. Throw away industry and profit, and there won’t be any thieves.” – Tao te Ching, Chapter 19

Across my career I have been something of a strange beast, few and far between quite knowing what to make of me: the gonzo-aficionados love my prose but are confused by offerings left at the crossroads and endless references to Stirner; the Anarchists and Insurrectionists love my theories but are perplexed by my trafficking in spirits and identification as a journalist; the Occult crowd adores my sorcerous inclinations yet seems puzzled by my near-addict level of political consumption entwined with my nihilistic desire to destroy society.

What kind of wizard would I be if I could be explained easily, much less my political inclinations? Still, as sure as wildfire season will choke the skyline of many a Florida town this summer the need to explain oneself will arise.

Take the recent email I received:

“I’m an egoist as well, I’d also identify as a post-leftist. I’d say that part of leaving the left behind is leaving behind communism as well. I agree with Wolfi Landstreicher’s critiques of it mostly.

I see communism as an ideological spooky political program. You have works like “The ‘Right’ to be Greedy” and “The ‘Right’ to be Lazy” but I feel personally trying to combine anti-work sentiments with an idea that is at its core an economic way of production is a little strange. And when most people think communism, they aren’t thinking about it in the way the “The Right to be Greedy” folks were, most people would attribute lofty spooky ideals with communism like capital J “Justice and capital H “Humanity.” Sacrifice for the good of all!…

What are your thoughts?

I find it interesting to that you address yourself as an egoist-communist but not as an anarchist in particular. Just found it odd you went straight for the communist label but I can’t really find in your about me where you explicitly say you’re an anarchist.”

In-between labored attempts at meditation and Qigong to heal my damaged liver, I penned a response I figured was strong enough to become an article and with it perhaps a definition of a politics few have heard of.

Firstly I am an Egoist, and call myself one even before an Anarchist. For me Egoism surpasses Anarchism, takes it as a standing point and goes a step further: no hierarchy is above me, however it might dress itself up. This includes the State of course but also the very concept of Law; this includes Capitalism but also the very notions of right and wrong normally lobbed against it as criticisms. All things are indeed nothing to me, all relations exist at my behest. Society is nothing more than a big idea, a game of pretend that’s taken itself far too seriously and I do not intend to live my life on this planet beholden to it.

Sorcerers and witches usually live in this space, forever outside the rules and customs of the Waking World. Take a heroic dose of mushrooms, douse yourself in Black Arts Oil, then spend the night at your local cemetery and you’ll see why. This existence is one among many, and once you learn that most of human politicking ends up looking like a cruel joke.

I am imprisoned. So are you. I aim not to make our prison “a better place” but advocate its entire destruction. I in no way intend to make the whip on my back “the people’s whip” or put it in new hands. I do so without any religious belief that my own burning world is a sure thing on the horizon. I fight, I loathe, I spit venom at a world that seeks to destroy me because it is who I am. The way this system harms others only further incites my rage, the shame of vulgar slavery that surrounds them filling me with righteous fury. I am following me, my own inclinations; my own song that only I can sing.

So why the Communist bit?

As Novatore said “because we — violent cerebralists and passional sentimentalists at the same time — understand and know that revolution is a necessity of the silent sorrow that suffers at the bottom and a need of the free spirits who suffer in the heights.” I cannot be free as long as I am owned by Capital and I cannot truly enjoy myself while the screams of the enslaved ring in my ear. I want freedom for me and for you, that we might enjoy it together. When I’m speaking about Communism I’m talking about the original definition: a classless, stateless sense of being. This rules out any “transition” period.

If workers remain workers,  producing in separate enterprises, dependent on their relation to that workplace for their subsistence, and exchanging with other enterprises, then whether that exchange is self-organised by the workers or given central direction by a “workers’ state” means very little: the capitalist content remains, and sooner or later the distinct role or function of the capitalist will reassert itself.

Markets of any kind mean money, however the Left may try to dress it up. Because of its ease to measure, currencies will always becomes the sole measure of value(how much you did today, how much this thing is worth) so all things end up being measured by this stick: an apple is no longer a treasured gift from the garden, a being unto itself, but a commodity; the family dog isn’t your best friend, but simple “property” with a monetary value.

Thus we have a world not of individuals but of human resources.

Stirner even points out “Restless acquisition does not let us take breath, take a calm enjoyment. We do not get the comfort of our possessions… Hence it is at any rate helpful that we come to an agreement about human labours that they may not, as under competition, claim all our time and toil.”

So, what’s an Egoist to do?

Co-operation is a need of human existence but it doesn’t need to divide us into classes. We can procure what we require and what we desire without focusing on buying and selling. Such Unions of Individuals working together so that each may benefit more closely follow Stirner’s definition of a “sword with which you sharpen and increase your natural force” rather than anything the Soviets put out, and roam even closer to Nietzsche’s concepts of “unions:”

“My idea is that every specific body strives to become master over all space and to extend its force (–its will to power:) and to thrust back all that resists its extension. But it continually encounters similar efforts on the part of other bodies and ends by coming to an arrangement (“union”) with those of them that are sufficiently related to it: thus they then conspire together for power.”

I am looking to conspire with others for power so that I am free to pursue my desires, desires Stirner pointed out will always be neglected when Capitalism reins supreme:

“What is most useful is open to argument. And now, sure enough, it turns out… that in competition, not everyone finds his profit, his desired ‘private advantage,’ his value, his actual interest.”

When I speak of Communism I’m not talking about the surrendering of property to some spooky and religious “Us” that dictates our behavior. I’m talking about the goal of communization: existence without exchange, money, commodities, etc. I’m talking about the working class itself ceasing to exist as the working class. This is Communism by the people involved with it for their benefit, a system the Pirates of old utilized:

“Pirate ships operated on a ‘No Prey, No Pay’ basis, but when a vessel was captured the booty was divided up by a share system. This sort of share system was common in mediaeval shipping, but had been phased out as shipping became a capitalist enterprise and sailors wage labourers. It still existed in privateering and whaling but pirates developed it into its most egalitarian form – there were no shares for owners or investors or merchants, there was no elaborate hierarchy of wage differentiation – everyone got an equal share of the booty and the captain usually only 1 or 1 1/2 share.”

This has nothing to do with “humanity” or what’s right. I simply want what’s mine. This is communism where we can look out over the horizon and say “this is all yours, and mine too,” a communism where we can take care of one another because it pleases us to do so and because it ensures we too shall be taken care of.

“The harshness of life at sea made mutual aid into a simple survival tactic. Pirate articles also commonly included a form of mutual aid where injured shipmates unable to participate in the fighting would receive their share as a pension. Pirates took this sort of solidarity very seriously – at least one pirate crew compensated their wounded only to discover they had nothing left. From the articles of Bartholomew Roberts’ crew: “If… any Man should lose a Limb, or become a Cripple in their Service, he was to have 800 Dollars, out of the publick Stock, and for lesser Hurts, proportionably.” And from those of George Lowther’s crew: “He that shall have the Misfortune to lose a Limb, in Time of Engagement, shall have the Sum of one hundred and fifty Pounds Sterling, and remain with the Company as long as he shall think fit.”

Technology can be harnessed to provide our every need, an entire galaxy awaits our fingertips, so why should our existence be boiled down to buying and selling? Doesn’t that limit our Unique? Can you feed your family alone? Can I? Can we alone provide electricity to our homes and maintain the systems that keeps it going?

If we can’t, shouldn’t we work together? If we still can’t, shouldn’t we find others? And when we find them won’t they desire to own just as much of that property as we do? Why can’t we have individual indulgence with a joyous community life; why not lawlessness with the cause of social justice? I seek the whole me, not a sliver, and to find him I need friends and accomplices to work with. What somebody works ought to be owned by them, plain and simple, and I believe we’d be surprised how much coming together might free up our time for other pleasures.

“In communist society, where nobody has one exclusive sphere of activity but each can become accomplished in any branch he wishes, society regulates the general production and thus makes it possible for me to do one thing today and another tomorrow, to hunt in the morning, fish in the afternoon, rear cattle in the evening, criticise after dinner, just as I have a mind, without ever becoming hunter, fisherman, herdsman or critic.” – Marx

Egoist-Communism might be thought of as Mutualism without Markets, a honeycomb of non-hierarchical mafias looking to live life as joyously as they can and free from the divisions of race, nationality, class, or gender. It promotes differentiation, embraces chaos, and takes gangs of individuals as its organizational unit instead of a manufactured society. It is the abolition of all that limits the Unique and the search for other like-minded souls to increase each other’s power. How you do so will ultimately be up to you.

Don’t let the name fool you, this isn’t some radical new idea. This is what humanity has been doing at parties, after disasters, before funerals, and between sheets since the whole damn thing began. Instead of stealing those moments between “work” and whatever else this techno-hellscape forces onto us, we desire to make it our entire mission.

That is Egoist-Communism, its praxis and its goal: life in the pursuit of life, where individual satisfaction and the enjoyment of others rotates endlessly without form.

If you enjoyed any of this you’ll love my new book: “Curse your Boss, Hex the State, Take Back the World!” It’s a sorcerer’s manual for Egoist-Communism, Insurrection, and Magical Terrorism!


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