People’s Park: Not for Sale

By Robert Sparks

For decades, the slogan on the street when it comes to University of California Berkeley (UC) proposals to develop People’s Park has been “they try it, we riot.” Nevertheless, UC is testing the waters by including People’s Park as a potential site for a student dorm on a Housing Master Plan Task Force draft released this winter. The draft included 9 sites and indicates that a dorm on People’s Park would have 200-350 beds. UC calculates that it needs 7,000 new housing units for the growing number of students. While the plan is preliminary and no construction is imminent, now is the time to signal to UC: keep your bloody hands off People’s Park.

People’s Park is an occupation that’s been running for 48 years — constructed without permission in 1969 to create a beautiful community on vacant UC land. UC’s first attempt to seize back and destroy the park lead to rioting, police shootings that left bystander James Rector dead and dozens wounded, and a week-long National Guard occupation of Berkeley. The UC has always claimed to legally own the land on which the park sits on Dwight Way east of Telegraph, but since 1969 they have never been able to control it. Over the years, park users have practiced “user development” by building and tending gardens, trees and landscaping as determined by users, not government managers. It is a rare place in the city open to everyone, hosting a free speech stage and daily free food servings.

Each time UC has tried to mess with the park, its been like stepping into a hornets nest. Unable to take back the park outright, the University has periodically tested the waters to gauge continuing support — tearing up gardens, destroying freeboxes and bathrooms constructed by park users and attempting to build volleyball courts on the park against the will of park users in 1991, which UC eventually had to remove after years of unrest. The park is a symbol of past victories and is liberated land that still, amazingly, is mostly outside of the control of corporations and government. People’s Park exists for use by people, not for sale or profit.

The best way to protect the park and scare UC off from further discussion of development is to use the park as a thriving venue for radical action, alternative culture, art, music and life outside of consumerism. East Bay Food Not Bombs has served lunch at 3 pm Monday-Friday at the Park for the last 25 years. Defending the park will take increased outreach about what the park means and what it has to offer. More info at peoplespark.org. Meetings are Sundays at 1 pm.

 

 

 

 

 

 

The Feeblest Head of the Hydra: Oil Spills = Occupations

By Loki Coyote

I started researching this article while at Standing Rock, after learning that Canadian Prime Minister Justin Trudeau had approved a $7.5 billion pipeline project to replace Line 3. At the time, I didn’t even know such a proposal was on the table. In so-called Canada, the Kinder Morgan and Energy East pipelines have gotten the lion’s share of media attention.

My first thought when I saw the map of the pipeline route was that it seemed calculated to run through areas where the environmental movement is weakest and where anti-oil activism would be most unpopular. My second thought was to ask myself what I could do to help stop it. I think that in more hostile political climates it’s even more important that local organizers know that they have the support of a broader movement.

By the time I’d read a few articles I was excited about the possibilities of this campaign. Basically, Line 3 is an aging pipeline that has reached the end of its life-span. You could also call it a ticking time bomb. My point here is that if the Line 3 replacement project is stopped, and if Line 3 is taken off-line, then for the first time in the history of the anti-pipeline movement, we won’t simply be stopping them from expanding their capacity, we’ll actually be reducing it. We’ll be turning the tide.

This isn’t just about Line 3, though, nor even just about fighting the oil and gas. Stopping a new pipeline doesn’t make the world a better place – it just keeps it from getting worse. I don’t know about you, but I’m thirsty for something more. In the second half of this article, I’ll delve into some ruminations on the revolutionary possibilities of anti-pipeline resistance. I know attention spans aren’t what they used to be, but if you’re curious, come along for a ramble…

What is Line 3?

Enbridge’s Line 3 Replacement Project is a $7.5-billion-dollar project, slated to run southeast from Hardisty, Alberta (near Edmonton), through Saskatchewan, Manitoba, North Dakota, and Minnesota to Superior, Wisconsin, on the western tip of Lake Superior. The original 34-inch pipeline was built in 1968. The new pipeline would be 36 inches and could carry 760,000 barrels per day (bpd).

This project would be the most expensive in Enbridge’s history. The line is currently transporting about 390,000 bpd, far below its maximum throughput of 760,000 bpd. Its flow has been restricted for safety reasons.

Bizarrely, in this case Enbridge wants to convince regulators how unsafe Line 3 is. According to expert testimony the company provided to Minnesota’s Public Utilities Commission, the corrosion and cracking is so extensive that further use could cause calamitous leaks.

How bad is it? Enbridge says that half the joints are corroding, and that it has five times more stress cracks per mile than other pipelines in the same corridor. It was originally made with defective steel and the welding was done with outdated technology. One worker called keeping it safe “a game of whack-a-mole.”

According to Enbridge, “Approximately 4,000 integrity digs [invasive pipeline inspections] in the US alone are currently forecasted for Line 3 over the next 15 years to maintain its current level of operation. This would result in year-after-year impacts to landowners and the environment. On average, 10-15 digs are forecasted per mile on Line 3 if it is not replaced…”

Enbridge is staring down the clock right now, as the US Justice Department ordered the company back in July to replace the entire pipeline by December 2017 or commit to substantial safety upgrades to the existing line. That decree is part of a settlement the company reached after a massive 2010 spill of 3.8 million litres (around 80,000 gallons) of oil into Michigan’s Kalamazoo River.

Although Enbridge is replacing Line 3 because they have to, they’re also looking to slip something past the public. Not only does the proposed “replacement” up the capacity of the pipeline, it also would allow it to transport tar sands. Currently, Line 3 carries “light” crude oil—which is largely drawn from Western Canada’s conventional oil fields—but a completed Line 3 replacement would allow Enbridge to carry diluted bitumen across the border. This project hasn’t had to jump the political hurdles of other border-crossing tar sands pipelines, like the Keystone XL, and already has a presidential permit.

The new line would run parallel to the existing Line 3 for most of its route, but would take a different route for the final 300 kilometres (around 185 miles) between Clearbrook, Minnesota, and Superior, Wisconsin. And, oh yeah, the original pipeline would be decommissioned and left in the ground.

So, let’s recap. This “replacement” doubles the capacity for Line 3, changes the product to be shipped, follows a different route, and the pipeline that it will “replace” will remain in the ground. Don’t you love living in the age of persuasion?

Honor the Earth, an indigenous-led NGO based in Minnesota, ain’t having it. From their website: “Enbridge wants to simply abandon its existing Line 3 pipeline and walk away from it, because it has over 900 “structural anomalies,” and build a brand new line in this new corridor. If this new corridor is established, we expect Enbridge to propose building even more pipelines in it. We cannot allow that.”

Resistance in Minnesota

Thanks to the amazing work of Honor the Earth and other activists in Minnesota, things are looking good for the campaign against Line 3. Here’s a breakdown:

The conservationist group Friends of the Headwaters was formed to divert Line 3 from northern Minnesota’s wild rice lakes. They proposed a longer pipeline that would carve further south through agricultural lands. State law requires pipeline companies to submit a simple environmental review of proposed projects. Three years ago, when Enbridge first brought up the Line 3 replacement, they intended to study their chosen site only. Friends of the Headwaters insisted that they also study feasible routes outside the Mississippi River Headwaters area.

A lengthy lawsuit ensued, and in December of 2015 the Minnesota Supreme Court sided with environmentalists. Enbridge was ordered to complete a more comprehensive assessment, including alternate routes.

Minnesota is currently writing its Environmental Impact Statement (EIS) for Line 3, after months of battle over what the study would include and who would perform the analyses. The draft EIS was scheduled for April 2017 and the public will be able to comment at public hearings. A final permit decision is expected in spring of 2018.

As soon as Minnesota’s Environmental Impact Statement is released, the Minnesota Center for Environmental Advocacy plans to continue fighting Line 3 in court. So, given all of these factors, for sure Enbridge will fail to meet the project’s December 2017 deadline. It will be interesting to see what happens.

Let’s be real, though. There’s a shit-ton of money at stake here. I find it hard to imagine regulators taking a 390,000 bpd pipeline off-line. I’m not aware of a major pipeline ever having been taken off-line because it is old and unsafe. One example of such a pipeline is the TransNorthern pipeline in Eastern Canada. Back in November, a trio of Quebecois women shut down this pipeline through a lockdown action. They did so to bring attention to the fact that even members of the National Energy Board (NEB) have recommended that this pipeline, which was built in the 1950s, be decommissioned. TransNorthern continues to operate despite its inability to comply with the improvements the NEB ordered the company to make.

It would be great if Line 3 were shut down by the state of Minnesota, but it is equally possible that Line 3 will spill, and that when it does an army of pundits will pin the blame on environmentalists for delaying Line 3’s replacement. Remember Lac Megantic? An oil train blew up a town in Quebec, killing 47 people, and the next day media spin doctors were using the disaster to argue for pipelines, since oil-by-rail obviously isn’t safe. These bastards have no shame.

This brings us to a reality that we will probably have to deal with in the near future. As pipeline infrastructure ages, the public will be presented with a new choice—shiny new pipelines or old, rusted-out, leaky ones. This is a classic double bind, a false choice designed to force acceptance of something undesired. You know, like democracy. Perversely, environmentalists may stand accused of causing oil spills. Activists will reject this logic, but it may be seductive to centrists and pre-fabricated-thought-thinkers. It might be wise to think of a counter-narrative to this.

The reality remains that Line 3 might spill before it gets shut down. My guess would be that Enbridge will get an extension beyond December 2017 and continue operating. And it’s certain that other pipelines will rupture.

A New Approach

What if, instead of occupying to stop a pipeline from being built, land defenders used the event of an oil spill to shut down a pipeline? Though it’s probably undesirable to occupy the site of a spill, this could be accomplished by occupying a site of critical importance for the functioning of the line, such as a pumping station or valve, and preventing workers from accessing it. There would be several advantages to this strategy.

First, when there is an oil spill, a pipeline is already shut down. Though a slew of recent direct actions targeting valves have shown that it is certainly possible to autonomously shut down pipelines safely, it would be easier and less psychologically taxing to keep a pipeline off-line than to shut one down.

Second, an oil spill packs an emotional punch. I maintain that it is emotion, not rational thought, that inspires action. To most people, the petroleum economy is so normal that it takes a change in consciousness to interrupt their acceptance of it. It provides a moment where anti-pipeline direct action will be broadly understood, drawing sympathizers and supporters out of the woodwork. Artful anarchist propaganda makes radical ideas seem like common sense, and this argument sort of makes itself: If a pipeline is disaster-prone, it should be shut down.

Third, if we’re shutting down active pipelines, we’re not merely stopping the expansion of the oil and gas industry, we’re forcing its shrinkage. We’re seizing the initiative away from the capitalists. We are busting the operative myth of statecraft—that we do not have a choice.

Fourth, this switches the focus away from the sort of thinking that presents one issue as the be-all and end-all of ecological activism. There are over 200,000 miles of pipelines criss-crossing Turtle Island. There is a potential front-line just about everywhere. This shifts focus closer to home, and also ideally would lead to situations where there the tactic becomes normalized, because it is happening all over the place.

Lastly, everything that we can do to increase the political and economic risk of pipeline ruptures to corporations is good. If spills come with higher consequences for companies, they will have more incentive to prevent them. Some famous squatting graffiti in Spain read EVICTIONS = RIOTS. In two years, could we say OIL SPILLS = OCCUPATIONS?

From Temporary Autonomous Zones to Permanent Autonomous Zones

I am hoping that the Line 3 campaign leads to something akin to the resistance at Standing Rock, but which draws on some of the lessons of that fight. It’s long been my belief that resistance to industrial capitalism should go hand-in-hand with the creation of autonomous communities able to survive and thrive independent of the fossil fuel economy, and that blockades provide a moment where the impossible suddenly becomes possible, where we can strike at the heart of capitalism by collectively defying the illusion of property that holds the whole system in place.

My political goal is the creation of a federation of autonomous communes able to meet their own needs independent of the fossil fuel economy.

For that reason, I went to Standing Rock in hopes that others felt similarly, and there was a will amongst many people to reclaim treaty land and to create a permanent autonomous community on the site. Alas, the site wasn’t ideal, both because the Oceti Sakowin/Oceti Oyate camp was on a floodplain, and because it was on a sacred burial ground.

Some settlers will feel uncomfortable with the whole notion of approaching moments of opportunity created by indigenous-led resistance campaigns with any agenda at all. Aren’t non-native allies supposed to take direction from native people? To this, I’ll reply with a story.

Unbeknownst to most people, after the anti-fracking movement in Mik’mak’i (in so-called New Brunswick) was successful and most people went home, the occupation continued. There was a small group of extremely committed people who tried to do exactly what I am advocating here—to turn a resistance camp into a permanent eco-community. Some of those people were native, some Acadian, and some settler. They made it through the winter and the spring. My partner and I were there in the spring and we started a garden with the help of a Mi’kmaq elder. It was a beautiful moment, in a beautiful place. A beautiful dream.

The local support was overwhelmingly evident, if passive. When the camp needed money, they’d simply do a road block fundraiser, allowing cars to pass one at a time and asking for a toll. Most people, native and settler, would donate. One day, in the weirdest busking experience of my life, my partner and I added a fire show to the whole bizarre spectacle. I remember thinking, Goddamn I love this corner of the Maritimes—where else in the world would this even make sense?

In the end, the dream was given up because of interpersonal conflicts, but by that time it had already stopped advancing because the occupiers didn’t have the know-how or the resources to build permanent structures. They didn’t feel that other people, who had been so active in the camp when it was the place to be, cared enough to help them build their dreamed-of community. To them it was the natural next step, and it hurt them that others couldn’t see that. It still saddens me that that dream remains unrealized, and in my memory it will go down as a missed opportunity that strengthens my resolve to be prepared for the next moment of unforeseeable potential.

As a side note, some of the Acadians who were involved in that did go on to start a land project in the woods of Mi’kmak’i, which they started in large part to acquire the skills that would have allowed them to succeed in the first place. That place, located within the legendary Cocagne vortex, is, to me, one enduring legacy of the resistance at Elsipogtog.

Also, realistically, most people who come to a front line aren’t going to decide to live there long-term. For the revolutionary movement that I envision to emerge, folks would have to be willing to actually continue to live in a liberated zone after all the action has died down. This part of the theory’s untested. Do enough people actually want to live in off-grid communities throughout the four seasons?

Well, surely when the crisis deepens and matters of survival become much more pronounced, we’ll do what we need to do. That’s the best hope I’ve got; that we will succeed where so many previous generations of radicals haven’t, not because we’re smarter or braver, but because we have to. The survival instinct is a powerful thing.

As the ideologies of liberal democracy and infinite growth show themselves to be the shams that they are, more and more people are going to be looking for answers. I don’t have many answers, but I see the creation of autonomous zones as a realistic goal. We can start now. Standing Rock is an autonomous zone. The ZADs in France are autonomous zones. Such liberated territories give us opportunities to learn, to experiment, to put ideas into practice, to make connections based on shared values, and to inspire ourselves and others through direct experience. It’s only though experimentation, through trial and error, through blood, sweat, and tears that we’ll learn how to be free. Standing Rock provided thousands of people with hands-on experience in a laboratory of freedom. Such experiences are transformational, and are preparing us for what is to come.

Rapid Response

My goal is to connect the current political moment with the vision that many eco-anarchists hold—that is, the creation of interdependent autonomous communes able to survive and thrive independent of the fossil fuel economy.

So, let’s start thinking about how we might get to that point. What would it take?

At Standing Rock I put a ton of energy building and winterizing shelters, as did many other people. Many shelters were later abandoned and had to be cleaned up. I think that it would make a lot of sense for front-liners to think about acquiring and building mobile homes and various structures that are relatively easy to set up, tear down, and transport. The Standing Rock model is a game-changer, but there’s a lot of room for improvement, too.

When I was at Standing Rock, there was a lack of strategic action undertaken. Many people would probably see this as being due to a lack of leadership, but I see it as a lack of coherent affinity groups. An action plan requires a group to carry it out, and the more elaborate the plan, the better coordinated the group needs to be. A sophistication exercise involving diversion and multiple flanks, such as what would be required to take a heavily guarded site, such as the drill site at Standing Rock, would require multiple teams sharing a certain level of training and confidence.

So when I think about the future, I imagine affinity groups comprised of full-time activists for whom the activities of the group are their primary focus in life. How can we make it more realistic for more people to be able to do this?

We need bases. I think that we need a combination of urban collective houses and rural land projects that eco-anarchists can use to launch actions from. We need a culture of people who see revolution as their calling in life, their vocation. That’s what I think it will take for this movement to become revolutionary.

Where Are We Going as a Movement?

Back to Line 3. Look, it’s a pipeline. You’re against it, I’m against it, and we can stop it. To me, the more interesting question is: What will be achieved by victory? Of course the land and the water will be defended, and that is enough reason to fight—but all of these pipelines, mines, prisons, and schools are but the visible, manifest symptoms of a disease called capitalism. So long as we are dependent on capitalism for our means, we’ll still be biting the hand that feeds us.

The environmental movement is not inherently revolutionary. What can we as anarchists do to nurture the revolutionary tendencies it contains? I’m not interested in making capitalism more sustainable; in helping the machine perfect our enslavement. The fact that it is unsustainable may be humanity’s last chance for liberty. I don’t want to spend the rest of my life fighting different heads of the Hydra unless at the end of the day we’ve fundamentally transformed the way that we live.

So I ask: Where are we going as a movement? I ask, because if we want to make it somewhere, we’d better have a clear idea of where we’re headed. What vision do we have to offer? What can we invite others to believe in along with us? What spirit can we summon forth into the collective consciousness? What songs can we sing with our whole hearts when we’re on the front lines?

Nothing’s more powerful than an idea whose time has come. Look at Standing Rock. Who could have imagined such a thing just a short time ago? Who would have taken this article seriously if I wrote it a year ago? Our movement is growing, it is expanding, it is stronger and stronger by the day. We are winning the hearts and minds of more and more people, and bigger and bigger goals are becoming more and more attainable. It’s time to articulate a program of revolutionary social change that sees resistance to pipelines as a starting point.

 

Less Resist More Exist

By Jesse D. Palmer

Our response to the daily tsunami of distraction, lies and contradictions has to go beyond just resistance, because that gives our oppressors the power set the course, and puts us into a defensive and ultimately inferior position. History is about stories and what we desperately need isn’t just to gum up the works of petty tyrants and fools. What we really need — and what has been hard to formulate — is a powerful, clear, inspiring counter-narrative that meets fear with hope, hate with love, confusion with calm, and selfishness with community.

What got the world to this place with nationalism on the rise is a striking vacuum of vision and positive options. While it can seem like climate change is off the political radar and almost invisible in the US, perhaps on a subconscious level the dying world is preventing us from believing in the future itself — pushing people towards giving in, isolation and tribalism.

Or maybe it’s the way capitalism and high tech keeps a lot of people very busy but can’t supply the psychic and spiritual things humans need. Gentrification, smart phones and all the rest of it systematically tears up our neighborhoods, our time to sit and think, families, culture and traditions — and we get no sense of meaning, place or direction to replace what we’ve lost.

Whatever is missing that is driving so many of us to lose our way, our best defense against these forces is a good offense — and that is mostly about ideas, the conversations we have and the communities we build, not about protest marches or scuffles with flag-carrying morons.

I don’t have the answers and I strongly suspect no one does right now. Sitting with so much uncertainty is profoundly uncomfortable. I hope we can stay present with our fears and confusion rather than running away or trying to distract ourselves, because staying present may lead to growth and insight. It’s also an important time to hold those close to you and find community, find time to talk to each other, listen, pose questions and try to figure things out as best as we can. I hope we can have compassion for ourselves and those around us when we feel lost, scared, or hopeless, but let’s not succumb to these emotions and become paralyzed with despair.

We need to be much better at saying what we’re for because you can’t beat something with nothing. This was where the Occupy movement in 2011 hit a wall — many of us had pieces of a program but we couldn’t articulate it clearly enough so that it could become a viable alternative. We weren’t focused enough, numerous enough and socially diverse enough to put the solutions we were able to articulate into practice.

The slogan of Resistance is helping people unify, but there are fundamental limits around organizing against a single distasteful individual. We can start by understanding the social forces that are on the rise and then follow through to see how they relate to the colonialism, racism, patriarchy and economic

inequality that have plagued us for centuries. Out of this, we can offer both general and specific alternatives and solutions.

It has been pathetic — sad — to see certain politicians’ deep insecurity around the idea of masculinity. They’ve tried to mask their fear by seizing on simplistic macho signifiers — increasing the military budget, building walls, dropping the biggest bomb — and attacking anything they associated with women — “weak” things like healthcare, food for kids and the elderly, science, the arts, the humanities, schools and anything that reeks of tolerance, cooperation, empathy or caring. There is something paradoxical about the most powerful and privileged feeling so threatened and under siege.

Perhaps our counter-narrative can address the psychological aspects of what’s going on by providing more cheerful alternatives to the deeply unhappy and unsatisfied — unsatisfiable — world view of right wing movements. There is still a lot of joy we experience in the world even amidst so much inequality, oppression and environmental damage — I want us to own that, breath it and broadcast it. Perhaps our positive life force — our existence, our communities and connections, and our creative actions to make the world a better place — can counter our oppressors’ insecurity and emptiness. The best way to defend diversity, liberation and sustainability may be to live it, make it and grow it.

On a concrete level, our articulation of what we’re for needs to engage with wealth inequality and injustice — concerns that transcend political divisions but have been harnessed by nationalists to divide rather than unite people. The threat of environmental collapse is a secret, invisible core of the spiritual collapse that has opened doors for fear and hate. It is no coincidence that right wing movements love coal and pipelines, and deny climate science. The realization that we’ve reached ecological limits is scary and it’s relatively recent — we’re still adjusting to the idea. Some people have achieved acceptance and are seeking ecological sustainability, but many others are in various states of denial, anger or bargaining.

There will be comeuppance. While it may seem as if those in power are acting with impunity and control all the structures of power, the status quo cannot be maintained. There are too many contradictions between fact and fiction, promises made and promises broken, the interests of those in power and the interests of regular people. Industrial society as it is currently organized and endless economic growth under capitalism are incompatible with the earth’s survival.

The fight against capitalism pits the 99% against the 1%. Nationalists and their supporters from the capitalist class are eager for the 99% to fight amongst themselves — race against race, nation state against nation state, rural vs. urban, coasts vs. flyover states — division and polarization are a goal in and of itself.

We need to stop playing into this game by unwittingly escalating false divisions, and try to focus on unity, listening, healing and solidarity. When we’re tempted to dehumanize people with whom we disagree by assuming we understand what’s motivating them or what’s in their mind, maybe it’s time to step back and see each person as an individual capable of change and growth, and deserving of empathy. A lot of people who may have picked up right wing ideas are suffering from disorienting social and economic change and our love might help them change more than our hatred.

If solidarity has any meaning, it doesn’t just mean solidarity within a tiny politically air-tight clique eager to give the middle finger to everyone who hasn’t learned our code language. Solidarity is big, broad, messy and hard because it means working out differences that threaten to divide us so we can focus on the real enemies and the more fundamental contradictions and problems confronting human society and the planet.

Ideally, we need to unite and bring new people into our communities while those who defend authoritarianism and the status quo fractionalize in their struggles for power.

The existing structures are crumbling around us in ways we can’t predict or control. Something will replace what is being destroyed so now isn’t the time for despair or retreat, which turns decisions about the future over to corporate and governmental authoritarians. It’s up to us to exist and create for beauty, sharing, justice, freedom, sustainability and love with all the fiber of our beings, while still retaining our modesty, willingness to listen to others and time to experience wonder.

 

Collective Living Astrology

By Ashlee Wednesday

Astrology is a lot like gender, a system that also assigns life-long roles to people based on Barnum Statements. I prefer astrology to gender because it gives us 12 roles instead of 2, and is assigned in a way that is a lot more fair. I mean, sure, dividing the year into 12 equal parts and assigning roles based on which one you were born in isn’t always going to accurately reflect the being that you are, but at least if your assignment doesn’t’ fit you, it’s easy to say, “I’m not going to tell you my sun sign because it’s totally muted out by all the [x] in my chart.” And what’s nice is, after someone learns your sign, the next moment isn’t going to be the person awkwardly trying not to oogle your chest or crotch to see what’s there. Like, hella ew. Astrology such a better identity system than the bio-essentialized bullshit!

Astrology lets us make a type of statement about ourselves that weaves our lives into a cosmic story. A type of story we can return to when we want to, or ditch if it’s not working out for us. Astrology is just one way of creating meaning in day-to-day life in a very D.I.Y. sort of way. A lot like television, but that we create the story ourselves just by doing our thing. And since no one is forcing it on us (at least in this culture), it’s not oppressive (here).

If astrology is too traditional for you, or if someone ruined it for you by pushing it too hard. try making up your own system. Likewise, if Astrology is your jam, don’t force it on people. Some people aren’t going to be in the astrology groove at the same time you are, and that’s OK. Just let them do their thing, man.

Horoscopes for

Jan-Apr 2017

Aries (b. Spring Equinox – April 19ish)

You’ve been rocking it, Aries, teaching everyone how to farm like a pro, showing the new co-op members how consensus works, organizing hella alliances between projects for environmental and social justice. Now comes the moment of truth: are the duckling punks ready to swim jam without so much guidance? Time to take a step back from “being the one with all the answers” and see what happens. Don’t be too far away though, just in case folks need a hand!

Taurus (b. April 20ish – May 20ish)

You’ve been doing some great systems work, Taurus, helping people around you translate good ideas into routines—whether it’s that new feeding rotation for the free-range chickens, or fine-tuning the consent-based safe space policy at the commons, or that super efficient redesign of the co-op kitchen you pushed through. Just don’t forget to pull your head out of all these micro-detail systems and really smell the quinoa sometimes, okay?

Gemini (b. May 21ish-June 20ish)

This has been a weirdly quiet period for you, Gemini. A lot of people who think they have “important stuff” to say have been elbowing into your scene, and what’s up with this vibe now? There’s like, no good flow to any conversation anymore. Ugh! You’re going to have to get creative, Gemini, to create the space that lets you express yourself. Pull out that art/music project you’ve been putting off, whether it’s making a zine, cutting an album, building a giraffe bicycle, or designing some fabulous upcycled bling. Book that house show or booth at the Saturday Market. Get your jam in front of people!

Cancer (b. Summer Solstice-July 19ish)

Take a deep breath Cancer. Now is the time for emotional boundary-setting. It is okay to say, “I really can’t have that conversation right now.” It is okay to tell someone, “I need you to step back and lower your voice.” It is always okay to set the emotional boundaries you need to feel a sense of control over your body and emotions. This isn’t about making the other person feel guilty, or punishing them. This is about you. This is about protecting your emotional sovereignty, holding space for the inner sanctity of your emotional being.

Leo (b. July 20ish-August 22ish)

So, while you’re dashing from protest to protest—from the anti-Trump rally to Standing Rock to the freeway shut down to the farm protection rally, don’t forget to take a minute and really look around you and like, feel it, you know, like really feel it. Like, Yeah! This is happening! Holy shit! I’m waving a black flag and standing on a police bulldozer! I’m dancing alongside the warm crispiness of a burning corporate bank! Yeah!

Virgo (b. August 23ish-Sept 22ish)

You gotta lay off, Virgo. Like, your suburban moms really doesn’t need you to lecture them on gentrification right now. And your siblings who work at the failing corporations don’t need you to rub it in their faces how wonderful things are going at your worker-co-op where you’ve solved patriarchy, sexism, and you have medical AND dental. Sure, you’ve figured out the best ways to do everything, but you don’t need to rub it in the normies’ faces, okay? Just…let them figure it out for themselves. You can bask in your contentment with others who are there with ya.

Libra (Autumn Equinox-Oct 22ish)

In these strange times, Libra, you will find others more eager than usual to listen to you. Sure, the Owner of Record has shown up and is trying to take your squat, but they still have to give you a formal eviction notice, and you know that. You’re the one who helps us keep our cool, reminding us that we have this space for at least 30 more fucking days—unless we win more in court!—and in the meantime, we are going to keep building this amazing community. Thank you Libra, for helping us count our blessings. We’re grateful whenever you’re next on stack.

Scorpio (Oct 23ish-Nov 21ish)

You’ve poured a lot of work into building community and spaces, and your persistence has paid off. You’ve really started something! Like, it’s a thing now—Not just an idea in your head, but a thing. Sure, there’s more work to come. And there will be more interpersonal fallout and hard decisions to make, for sure. But for now, it’s worth it just to feel content in how far everything has come. Breathe it in. Treat yourself to a weekend at the organic farm. Take a soak at the community hot tub. Spend the day just making chocolate. This is the time to reap the bounty of your hard work.

Sagittarius (Nov 22ish-Dec 21ish)

Bad news, Sag: that monster you’ve been running from for the last 9 years, there’s no place to run anymore. It’s going devour you—or you it! Either way, only one will be left standing. Of course, we both know there is no monster, it’s just a part of your personality that got away from itself, also known as a Jungian Archetype. …Or is it? In the mean time, don’t forget to drink enough water, feed yourself properly, take care of your teeth, and bathe once in a while. Your future post-monster-battle/fully-integrated self will thank you for it.

Ophinuchus (Nov 34ish-Dec 43ish)

You’ve been feeling super isolated, Ophinuchus, ever since you found yourself in this ridiculous situation where you don’t get to control your diet, have to do everything on someone else’s schedule, and follow all these damn lines on the floor. Incarceration’s no joke! Help nurture your sense of self, through these ridiculous time by writing letters to the outside [org name], and also finding solidarity with others like you [info to connect with RABICO (sp?) and that org for transfolk in their shoes]. And don’t forget zen can happen anywhere!

Capricorn (Winter Solstice-Jan 19ish)

Fuck you, Capricorn! No, just kidding. But seriously, fuck you. The rest of us are stressing out and loosing our shit over here, and somehow you’re all just like, “la di da.” What do you mean, “I don’t have time for strife in my life?” That’s a really privileged thing to say! Don’t walk away from me! Fine, keep going to music festivals, and perfecting that D.I.Y. skill of yours, and doing stuff that makes you incredibly happy. Sure, ignore the haters. Whatever, asshole!

Aquarius (Jan 20ish-Feb 18ish)

Damn, Aquarius, I really don’t know what to say. It’s like you’re on a raft floating through the middle of the ocean, and you have one flare, and you’ve been waiting to use that flare for a long, long time, and now you’re getting ready… Or maybe it’s more like you’re a clown in a creepy dark circus routine, and you’ve been messing things up on purpose, doing things imperfectly, almost as if you’re testing the waters, seeing how much you can get away with, pushing the boundaries, so that when the time is ripe…?

Pisces (Feb 19ish-March 20ish)

That vice-like pressure you’ve been feeling? That’s about to come off. Prepare to find your way into a rad new community that allows the real you to come out. Maybe it’s a fancier side of yourself, or maybe your real self is just a whole lot grumpier than the way you’ve been acting and it’s time to stop pretending to be happy all the time. At first, the people who connected with you about fake shit are going to be confused. But that’s okay. Remember the words of the great Doctor Seuss: “Be who you are and say what you feel, because those who mind don’t matter, and those who matter won’t mind.”

Book Review – Burning Country

Burning Country: Syrians in Revolution and War by Robin Yassin-Kassab and Leila Al-Shami, Pluto Press

University of Chicago Press

1427 E 60th St.

Chicago, IL 60637 USA

Review by A. Iwasa

I consider myself a news junkie, and have through this era and still couldn’t help but take note of the authors’ scholarship. The book is an appeal for broad support of Syrian grassroots opposition, which the book is a solid argument for.

Personally, I’m impressed by the authors’ job chronicling the specifics on the rise of the Islamic State of Iraq and Sham (ISIS, AKA Daesh). They refer to ISIS’s work as “unsustainable.” In a technical sense I agree, but very few societies aren’t now. I wouldn’t hold my breath for the collapse of the US considering “its project is unsustainable.” Similarly, the Afghan Taliban appears to be stronger now than anytime since its overthrow by the US led coalition in 2001, even as I write this in the fall of 2016! To make matters more perplexing, the authors go on to end chapter 6 of the book writing that Assad will most likely fall, but “Building a free and socially just society out of Syria’s wreckage, however, will be an almost impossible task.”

Refugee life is also chronicled in this book, both for those who are able to leave Syria, and those internally displaced.

For more information on Syria, please check the independent website: syriasources.org

Or for a book specifically on Rojava, A Small Key Can Open A Large Door by Strangers In A Tangled Wilderness, from Combustion Books.

Book review – "To Our Friends" – by The invisible Committee

MIT Press

One Rogers St.

Cambridge MA 02142-1209

Reviewed by dj dio

The Invisible Committee made a name for itself with it’s 2007 “The Coming Insurrection” and is something akin to a wordsmith’s Banksy…. faceless yet familiar and often suggesting what is on the tip of our collective tongues. This followup effort is less predictive and more prescriptive, offering a friendly hand and headlamp to radicals and activists attempting to wade thru the sad morass that is the post-modern capitalist landscape.

It opens with a quote from Jacques Mesrine “There is no other world. There’s just another way to live.” before jumping in with it’s first chapter entitled “Crisis is a mode of Government”. The invisible committee offers an analysis of how our modern societies function, the relationship of revolt/insurrection to institutional power structures and a compass of sorts for those interested in serious, wholesale social change. Adventuresome, intellectually complex and courageously skeptical of left/right sacred cows and stagnant ideologies: this writing suggests that it is every one of us that needs to change… not just “them”.

Primarily addressing the state of political/economic relations in the developed world, the writing leaps and soars, lands for some nifty bulldozing work, sneaks around the corner with a gasmask and a molotov cocktail and finally concludes with a “to-be list that is childishly straight forward…and therefore maybe even be-able!

Mixing french style standup comedy with occasionally ridiculous polemical excursion (and contradictory statements aplenty), it serves up an invigorating deep tissue massage to your radical brain structure. You don’t have to agree/disagree with it’s many insights and speculations because it’ll get your own thinking juices flowing and that is clearly the underlying raison d’être of this project. This is not a recipe book.

Anticipating the retreat and accompanying loss of vitality that a life of contemplation can bring and offering a friendly kick in the pants to get off the couch and into the soup pot, it boldly claims that we cannot lose unless we choose to. If you want a sky-is-falling bummer-athon, look elsewhere!

Read this book if you’ve tired of DOA leftist tropes, competitive victim posturing or the droning techno-chatter of the new world order.

It will put a smile on your face.

Book Review – Breaking Loose

Mutual Acquiescence or Mutual Aid? by Ron Sakolsky

LBC Books, PO Box 3920, Berkeley, CA 94703

Review by A. Iwasa

Radio Tree Frog’s Ron Sakolsky coined the term “mutual acquiescence” in 2006 and its evolution from his article “Why Misery Loves Company” in Green Anarchy to this book. In this lengthy essay, he states “What I call mutual acquiescence is the polar opposite of the anarchist concept of mutual aid in that it paralyzes revolt rather than facilitating it.” Sakolsky rapidly expands on this in the main body of the text.

The essay moves through past eras of Anarchist thought and action with a refreshingly non-sectarian perspective. He also goes about connecting the concept of mutual acquiescence to past Anarchists’ and others’ ideas of voluntary servitude or similar schools of thought such as the Surrealists’ miserabilism. There is a brief but blanketing denunciation of “identity politics” as a form of mutual acquiescence that I suppose shouldn’t be a surprise. But I never agree with anyone 100% of the time, so it’s a bitter pill but easy enough to swallow.

Contrary to the title, Sakolsky goes on to point out how there are more ways to think and live outside of a mutual aid or acquiescence binary, such as Desert’s “active disillusionment,” still arguably a form of mutual aid. He also acknowledges that we can find wisdom in Marxism, specifically within the work of Antonio Gramsci. But make no mistake; Sakolsky is no friend of state Communism. For example, Poland’s 1980s oppositional Socialist Surrealist Orange Alternative is described a length.

Essentially there’s something in here for everyone with an open mind but especially for Anarchists and Fellow Travelers. It’s very philosophical, but grounded solidly in practice. The book is all over the place, but never loses focus. If you’re Anarcho-curious, this would be a great place to start. If you’re a long-time Anarcho-committed whatever, it’s a great refresher.

Book Review – Serve the People

Making Asian America in the Long Sixties by Karen L. Ishizuka

Verso, 20 Jay St., Suite 1010, Brooklyn, NY 11201

Review by A. Iwasa

Jeff Chang starts off Serve the People with a strong foreword, immediately challenging the Model Minority Myth and connecting it with the era many of us who rally around the slogan, Yellow Peril Supports Black Lives Matter, trace much of our politics to.

But Chang doesn’t dwell on or lionize the 1960s very long. Chang moves quickly and critically through the “five decades of reactionary backlash” both slamming the questionable and giving props to those who have continued the struggle.

Ishizuka follows a similar trajectory in the Introduction, before writing up a comprehensive list of books about Asian America (in the United States) with descriptions ranging from middle class and reformist to revolutionary in their outlook, then describing her entrance into the Movement in 1969. This flows into her explanations of the interviews she carried out for the book, “believing that the makers of history are often the best historians.”

Act I, entitled American Chop Suey, plays on the explicitly US American roots of Chop Suey. Like Fortune Cookies, it’s something completely Asian American, though thought of as Asian.  Thus the liminal space we are also assigned:  neither white nor Black in a racist society dominated by binary thought.

Ishizuka does an excellent job alternating between the larger political stories such as those of migration and racism and the personal accounts of people both positive and negative trying to navigate these circumstances.

Ishizuka goes on to write about the origins of the Model Minority Myth, which turns out to be classic race baiting of the divide and conquer variety. Emerging just “six months after the Watts uprising—with the article ‘Success Story, Japanese-American Style’ by sociologist William Peterson in the New York Times Magazine.”

Like most myths, this one has a lengthy historical trajectory from which it sprang, that Ishizuka methodically wades through. Working her way back to the early 1970s, she goes on to write how Frank Chin and Jeffrey Paul Chen had theorized the formation of the Model Minority Myth as an example of racist love, as opposed to racist hate!

Although my POC credentials come from being half Japanese, I never understood the Model Minority Myth, though never wondered where it came from either. Similarly, I never understood and have always been uncomfortable with Occidental fetishization of my father’s culture, so it was refreshing to read how Ishizuka could contextualize all this historically and theoretically, citing sources to boot.

I understand rebellion against linear stories, but was exhausted by the frantic, whirlwind like, historical time and place jumping of the book. I think the various stories and concepts are really treated too briefly before the author moves on.

Though in defense of Ishizuka’s rapid subject changing, especially by the 1960s and ‘70s there was so much happening all over the place, the nature of the topics covered easily gives way to a manic style of writing not unique to her coverage of the New Left.

Possibly the highlight of the book for me was when Ishizuka wrote about the Asian American movement’s 1950s and ‘60s predecessors in the form of “’social bandits’–prepolitical insurgents who flouted authority and championed the masses against oppression a la Robin Hood and Pancho Villa.”  I found this particularly interesting since much of the New Left had this sort of focus, such as the Young Lords and the Young Patriots in Chicago.

In the final chapter, Ishizuka uses her own generation’s examples of disconnection with the Old Left, and the possibility of lessons lost by what Diane Fujino calls “intergenerational discontinuity.” It’s a fair warning, and a good note to end on.

Book Review – Dispatches from Syria

Bloomsbury Publishing Inc.

1385 Broadway, 5th Floor

New York, NY 10018

Reviewed by Leonie Sherman

What does an anti-Assad activist do after she receives the coded phone call that means the police are coming for her? How does a mother determine whether her son is alive after more than 300 people are killed in a single day in their hometown? Dispatches From Syria: the Morning They Came For Us, by Janine Di Giovanni, illuminates the causes and consequences of the Syrian conflict through the stories of people who live there.

The book details Di Giovanni’s experiences traveling around the country between June and December 2012, when the civil war was barely a year old. Each chapter bears the name of a Syrian city or region. The author makes each location the gateway to a geographical, cultural and religious history that adds depth to the searing stories she collects from the individuals who call the place home.

Though Di Giovanni includes a thorough and concise chronology, dating back to the 3rd millennium BC (over three quarters of the events detailed take place between 2011-2015) the book itself is not in chronological order. This can be confusing for a reader, but also helps them empathize with the disorientation of Syrian citizens.

As an award winning foreign journalist, Di Giovanni had access to the Syrian elite. She records the voices of the wealthy and powerful, some of whom are vigorous Assad supporters, or in outright denial about the crimes perpetrated by their government. Their accounts are jarring, but ultimately help Di Giovanni provide a richer portrait of the Syrian revolution than many of her contemporaries.

The Morning They Came For Us is a compelling account of critical current events. Readers will learn about the Syrian Civil War, but more importantly they will feel some of the intimate pain that every military conflict generates. I couldn’t put this book down, but now that I’ve finished and reflected on it, I can’t wait to pick it up again.

A note on the Ghost ship Fire

We’re publishing two obituaries of people close to Slingshot collective who died in the Ghost Ship artist warehouse fire in Oakland Dec. 3 in which 36 people died. The fire had a profound impact on the underground scene in the East Bay — it felt like everyone knew someone who died and many of us knew a number of people. Such a great loss leaves a terrible void. It isn’t feasible for Slingshot to publish 36 obituaries but we’re sorry to leave people out.