The ABCs of Anarchism: The Letter K
Of late, Iāve noticed an unfamiliar word slipping into the anarchist vocabularyāso much so, that it felt both a pattern and palpable shift. So I began paying attention, and sure enough, more and more anarchists were using it in DMs to me, or when speaking on a panel, chatting in person, and posting on social media. One new zine I picked up at a free lit table even railed against its oppositeāadding āun-ā in front of the wordāand called for its banishment from our circles.
This linguistic turn felt at odds with the times at first, and then it started to dawn on me that itās actually a healthy response to themāto fascism and the attendant disposability of human and nonhuman life.
I ran that thought by a friend who loves etymology, a fancy term for the history of languages and their wordly ancestors, and they instantly exclaimed, āKin!ā Weāre queer+trans chosen family, so I didnāt get the connection at firstāthinking they were simply glad that Iād called them to talk. āThe origin of the word is in ākin,āā they added, and to paraphrase, āthese days, we especially need to care for each other in that way.ā
K = Kind
As a Jewish anarchist, I doubly know that āJewishnessā and āanarchismā share an inherent need to stay in motion, to continually wrestle with and remake our words, ideas, and practices, always delighting in shape-shifting based on the contexts, precisely as how we get freeātogether. Thereās also our double aspiration as anarchists (and to my mind, as Jews): to always critique all forms of hierarchy and dominationāthe K = kvetch side of thingsāand always embody forms of freedom in their placeāwhich includes K = kindness. Or should have.
Somehow anarchists have become an especially unkindly bunch over the past decade or so, allowing liberalism and capitalism (and posi rad-liberals) to steal and water down ākindnessā into mushy meaninglessāwhen we should have been fighting to keep kindness rebellious!
Now, weāre at a point in human history when *simple* acts of genuine kindness (from the heart, voluntarily, as kin), mean the world, quite literally, to keep us and others from falling into the fascist abyss.
(photo: spray paint, stencil, and sharpie combo of #AllComradesAreBeautiful, with two adorable pink and black cats encircled by a heart, with the letters #ACAB at their paws, as seen on a wall near an anarcha-queer feministic squat in Athens, March 2025, aka #CatsNotCops and for that matter, #KindnessNotCops)





