Urban 75 Informal Anarchist Actions
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Fozzie Bear
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Praising the revolutionary consciousness of local youth cadre - online and in print!
Libertad
Sparking up a rollie in the Reichstag
stethoscope
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HoratioCuthbert
Deep seated inconsequence
I’m lying on a bed(a new bed, brought in for showcasing the new mattresses available) for 10 mins at work when I’m supposed to be looking busy because it’s actually a quiet spell and I’m not waking residents up for no reason. I can just imagine the horror if anyone were to walk in, but it’s a bit early for the activity room. Just testing the new pressure relieving mattress 
Fuck superfluous work!
Work: an introduction
And there goes a call bell, anarchy over.
Fuck superfluous work! Work: an introduction
And there goes a call bell, anarchy over.
BigTom
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I've just started a new job and I'm doing all the usual informal actions to reclaim some of my surplus value and undermine the profitability of the capitalist system - shitting at work, recharging my mobile and laptop with their electricity and taking home a full bottle of water to drink in the evening. They have even have showers at the new place so I could take that further than I've been able to before. I have only pilfered one pen so far, but be confident comrades that the stationery cupboard will be filleted gently and slowly for maximum gains over time.
I had a fine moment on Thursday, which I should be able to repeat often. Had a meeting to go to, the organisation I work for has responsibility for public health and wellbeing, including pollution, and air pollution from vehicles is a massive issue in Birmingham at the moment, so I took the decision, in line with the organisation's mission statement, value and aims, to take a gentle 25 minute each way cycle ride in the sun along the canal rather than 10 minute taxi journeys, thus reclaiming 30 minutes of surplus value that would have been stolen from me! A tangible victory, comrades!
I had a fine moment on Thursday, which I should be able to repeat often. Had a meeting to go to, the organisation I work for has responsibility for public health and wellbeing, including pollution, and air pollution from vehicles is a massive issue in Birmingham at the moment, so I took the decision, in line with the organisation's mission statement, value and aims, to take a gentle 25 minute each way cycle ride in the sun along the canal rather than 10 minute taxi journeys, thus reclaiming 30 minutes of surplus value that would have been stolen from me! A tangible victory, comrades!
brogdale
Coming to terms with late onset Anarchism
Reminds me of advice I received at work from an old lag...always try to get your hair cut in work hours...after all, the hair grows while you’re there, so...
HoratioCuthbert
Deep seated inconsequence
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I worked with someone who used this argument. The boss collared him one day. Bill used this reason, boss said it doesn’t all grow in work time. Bill answered I haven’t had it all cut off!
brogdale
Coming to terms with late onset Anarchism
Proletarian logic outwits the class enemy; love it!
Flavour
hang the bankers
in the world of real informal anarchist operations today an arson attack on a tiny electrical substation which contained cables for the powering of Italy's high speed rail network has fully disabled all high speed trains for around 4 hours the fire was near florence hence it blocked any traffic between Milan and Rome, the two major cities. there was a typically romantic and aggressive claiming of responsibility on one of the anarcho websites which, if desired, i will translate.
Libertad
Sparking up a rollie in the Reichstag
That would be appreciated fellow worker.
andysays
Love and solidarity
Flavour
hang the bankers
ok here goes
The strategy of the snail.
This morning — ten days after the 21st anniversay of the death of Maria Soledad Rosas, two days after the 18th anniversay of the death of Carlo Giuliani, and a few hours before the sentencing by the Court of Florence of around 30 anarchists — the railway line that links Rome and Florence is suspended, blocked. What happened? At sunrise, in the suburbs of the Tuscan capital, an electrical cabin of the High Speed rail was warmed up to the point of flames. Was it an accident? A coincidence? A vile provocation? Or, more simply and humanly, a gesture of love and anger?
It's easy to imagine it now swarming with engineers from the State railway and the police. After the first investigation, the railway managers declared "the main fire in the substation which manages the circulation of train was caused by a deliberate act by persons unknown". Persons unknown who have nonchalantly thrown the national railway network into chaos, an important sector of that system of public transport which each day allows our lovable society to function, moving cargo human and inhuman according to the needs of the market. But when nothing works any more, one is forced to think about other things.
Yes, we know, we know, cops and journalists — used to the silence and obedience and consent — will take our words as nothing less than a "claim of responsibility". But what do you want to do with us? It's stronger than we are. We can't hold back our emotions when we observe how this giant called Power always has feet of clay. How it's sufficient to light a cigarette in the open air of the countryside, under the moon, to send it all haywire. How all its exalted magnificence, all its arrogant invincibility, depends on fragile cables scattered more or less everywhere. So vulnerable that they could be neutralized by a snail.
The spectre of death and the threat of prison may stop those who have their own best interests at heart, but they have never stopped those who crave most ardently for freedom.
The strategy of the snail.
This morning — ten days after the 21st anniversay of the death of Maria Soledad Rosas, two days after the 18th anniversay of the death of Carlo Giuliani, and a few hours before the sentencing by the Court of Florence of around 30 anarchists — the railway line that links Rome and Florence is suspended, blocked. What happened? At sunrise, in the suburbs of the Tuscan capital, an electrical cabin of the High Speed rail was warmed up to the point of flames. Was it an accident? A coincidence? A vile provocation? Or, more simply and humanly, a gesture of love and anger?
It's easy to imagine it now swarming with engineers from the State railway and the police. After the first investigation, the railway managers declared "the main fire in the substation which manages the circulation of train was caused by a deliberate act by persons unknown". Persons unknown who have nonchalantly thrown the national railway network into chaos, an important sector of that system of public transport which each day allows our lovable society to function, moving cargo human and inhuman according to the needs of the market. But when nothing works any more, one is forced to think about other things.
Yes, we know, we know, cops and journalists — used to the silence and obedience and consent — will take our words as nothing less than a "claim of responsibility". But what do you want to do with us? It's stronger than we are. We can't hold back our emotions when we observe how this giant called Power always has feet of clay. How it's sufficient to light a cigarette in the open air of the countryside, under the moon, to send it all haywire. How all its exalted magnificence, all its arrogant invincibility, depends on fragile cables scattered more or less everywhere. So vulnerable that they could be neutralized by a snail.
The spectre of death and the threat of prison may stop those who have their own best interests at heart, but they have never stopped those who crave most ardently for freedom.
Fozzie Bear
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Perhaps something is lost in translation here but you would think that our "own best interests" also included freedom?
Fozzie Bear
Well-Known Member
The strategy of the sloth
Yesterday afternoon, 2375 years after the The Temple of Artemis in Ephesus, one of the Seven Wonders of the World, was destroyed by arson, an automatic checkout in Morrisons Stamford Hill was disabled. What happened? At approximately 3pm an unknown worker had grown frustrated with the repeated error messages and understaffing of the supermarket and decided to take matters into their own hands by pressing buttons at random. Was this sabotage, idiocy, boredom? Or, more simply and humanly, a gesture of love and anger?
It's easy to imagine it now swarming with engineers from head office and a dutiful middle manager. After the first investigation, the guy who lurks about the machines declared "it's fucked mate". Persons unknown had nonchalantly thrown a key site of the valorisation of commodities (tinned tomatos) into chaos.When nothing works any more, one is forced to load one's products back into a basket and queue up at a different checkout.
The spectre of spending even longer in the fucking supermarket may stop those who have their own best interests at heart, but they have never stopped those who crave most ardently for freedom.
Yesterday afternoon, 2375 years after the The Temple of Artemis in Ephesus, one of the Seven Wonders of the World, was destroyed by arson, an automatic checkout in Morrisons Stamford Hill was disabled. What happened? At approximately 3pm an unknown worker had grown frustrated with the repeated error messages and understaffing of the supermarket and decided to take matters into their own hands by pressing buttons at random. Was this sabotage, idiocy, boredom? Or, more simply and humanly, a gesture of love and anger?
It's easy to imagine it now swarming with engineers from head office and a dutiful middle manager. After the first investigation, the guy who lurks about the machines declared "it's fucked mate". Persons unknown had nonchalantly thrown a key site of the valorisation of commodities (tinned tomatos) into chaos.When nothing works any more, one is forced to load one's products back into a basket and queue up at a different checkout.
The spectre of spending even longer in the fucking supermarket may stop those who have their own best interests at heart, but they have never stopped those who crave most ardently for freedom.
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Flavour
hang the bankers
It is a very weird turn of phrase even in Italian, but I think it (sort of paradoxically) means putting one's own individual comfort (sustained by not rebelling rebelling or confronting the system) ahead of the collective struggle (as exemplified by the individual actions which attack the system as a whole)
It's better not to try and understand these things on a strictly literal level sometimes. Anyway, good times and a "victory" for the Florence anarchists which will obviously only make normal people think they are dicks
Serge Forward
Just enjoyin' my coffee.
Or may even make fellow anarchists think they are dicks.
bellaozzydog
rolling turds in glitter
I haven’t purchased a parking ticket for two years and use car parks daily. Fuck the system
Proper Tidy
Arsed
My chair in work went wobbly a few weeks back so I swapped it with my bosses and now every time he leans forward or backward it lurches and his face looks all panicked for a second, I love it
HoratioCuthbert
Deep seated inconsequence
That was a bit too real for me.
I do this when it’s pissing rain cause those cunts are never out when it’s raining.
HoratioCuthbert
Deep seated inconsequence
I also find The Spectre of Death to be a bit of an inconvenience having a dependant, call me a cunt like.....
sihhi
Tyranny, like hell, is not easily conquered
Action in Tunbridge Wells:
We don’t believe in a world where slaughterhouse workers treat the animals kindly, but in a world where slaughterhouses don’t exist. ...
We are not here to convince the apathetic public about diet change, we are here with the single intention of avoiding more innocent victims being brutally murdered for profit.
This is the first of many actions we are willing to take in order to combat and ultimately bring down speciesism.
We don’t believe in a world where slaughterhouse workers treat the animals kindly, but in a world where slaughterhouses don’t exist. ...
We are not here to convince the apathetic public about diet change, we are here with the single intention of avoiding more innocent victims being brutally murdered for profit.
This is the first of many actions we are willing to take in order to combat and ultimately bring down speciesism.
mx wcfc
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I support actions like this wholeheartedly. I love to see small independent, anarcho/leftie groups giving it out at whatever level. I am a meat eater, but I recognise that we should all eat less meat, and fuck the capitalist bastards that get rich by killing animals. More power to these activists.
But for fuck sake "speciesism"? Is this some sort of bizarre extension of racism? I mean, "pah, you claim to be anti racist, but I'm anti- speciesist so I'm more pure than you" ?
How do these people expect to gain any support with language like that? Not sure whether these groups are run by planks/cop agent provocateurs/ or just idiots hired by the meat industry to discredit the movement. Is there a French term for that?
Flavour
hang the bankers
Speciesism is very real and so taken for granted in our society that we react with disbelief at its very mention. You don't eat dogs do you? Or whales. Why not? Are there lives more valuable than a pig's? What makes it ok to eat pigs, if it's not ok to eat dogs or whales? It's not so much the rejection of eating dogs and whales as much as the silent unthinking acceptance of eating pigs which is Speciesism.
There's no point trying to discredit it by saying racism is more important : they're separate issues. Though there are also more and less "acceptable" forms of racism too, in our society.
There's no point trying to discredit it by saying racism is more important : they're separate issues. Though there are also more and less "acceptable" forms of racism too, in our society.
isvicthere?
a.k.a. floppybollocks
I recently didn't know what l wanted while simultaneously being cognisant of how to get it. In yer face, the so-called "Establishment"!
Serge Forward
Just enjoyin' my coffee.
Yes. The close relationship between humans and dogs has existed for many thousands of years. No such relationship with pigs has existed. Whales are endangered animals while pigs are not. Can we have the "some animals are more intelligent than kids with learning difficulties" line, as espoused by people like Singer, just so we can have the full set? That said, the treatment of animals is appalling and meat free is the way to go.
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