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Martin Luther King On Activism

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Gore Vidal On Government & Class In America

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Why We Despise The Baby Boomer Generation

From DelegateNero on Reddit:

Yesterday, during the Occupy Tampa general assembly, I found myself struggling to hear the crowd as right behind me a drum circle continued to pound away while the group discussed action. People from around the area yelled for them to stop, which they didn’t, continuing on with a relentless drone of drumming, a crowd of dancers wearing long flowing flowery skirts, dirty graying dreadlocks, and carrying signs for pot legalization.

None of which really bothers me. All of which sets me off.

I remarked to my girlfriend ā€˜I hate fucking Hippies.ā€™ She asked me to clarify, herself a pantheist, pothead, naturist, and somewhat in line with what you might refer to as ‘hippy’.

Most of them looked to be Hippies. Not just Hippies, but Baby Boomers. The whole scene played out exactly as I view that post-war generation. Loud and self-absorbed, demonstrating without doing anything, craving attention while the new activists ā€“ anarcho-punks, college reds, unionists, libertarians, the apolitical – struggled with risking arrest, building the message and the movement, getting shit done. During our march they pushed through the crowd, breaking up chants as people lost their own voices trying to shout over the drums. There was no attempt to lead the group by keeping rhythm, just walking along making noise for whatever reason.

My whole view of the Baby Boomers came to a head with the economic meltdown. See, the Baby Boomers will tell you over and over about how they changed the world, how they almost won, how they ended the Vietnam War and spread peace and fought nuclear weapons, etc. Theyā€™ll talk about environmental achievements, and how great the music was.

What they donā€™t tell you is how they nurtured their self-importance until it blossomed in to hyper partisanship. They donā€™t talk about how theyā€™re the ones fucking us right now. They donā€™t talk about how Social Security is more important to them than anything, just like cheap education used to be. They don’t talk about about being the ones that put us in Somalia, Iraq, Afghanistan, and continued the spread of the US hegemony. They donā€™t talk about how theyā€™re the ones holding alternative energy back, the ones who coasted by on their parents (a generation who, for all their faults, can say that they survived the worst and defended the defenseless when needed,) and shifted all their failures on to their older kids.

They donā€™t tell you how afraid they are of us.

They donā€™t really understand egalitarianism or a fair economy. They donā€™t understand direct democracy, donā€™t understand unity.

They donā€™t understand anything but getting their own way. I hate Hippies because theyā€™re most selfish of the Boomers, who are the most selfish of all generations.

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A World Absent Of Red Ink

Let me tell you a wonderful, old joke from Communist times. A guy was sent from East Germany to work in Siberia. He knew his mail would be read by censors, so he told his friends: ā€œLetā€™s establish a code. If a letter you get from me is written in blue ink, it is true what I say. If it is written in red ink, it is false.ā€ After a month, his friends get the first letter. Everything is in blue. It says, this letter: ā€œEverything is wonderful here. Stores are full of good food. Movie theatres show good films from the west. Apartments are large and luxurious. The only thing you cannot buy is red ink.ā€ This is how we live. We have all the freedoms we want. But what we are missing is red ink: the language to articulate our non-freedom. The way we are taught to speak about freedomā€” war on terror and so onā€”falsifies freedom. And this is what you are doing here. You are giving all of us red ink.

Slavoj Žižek at Occupy Wall Street protests in New York

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