30 ans après leur assassinat, les évêques de France ouvriront leur assemblée plénière dans la mémoire des martyrs d’Algérie

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For Lorenzo Orsetti

The One Who Did Not Die for War, but for the Struggle in the Name of Humanity

For the anniversary of the martyrdom of Lorenzo Orsetti, Ş. Tekoşer Piling, Italian martyr of the Rojava Revolution, we publish the letter of an Indonesian friend, that found hope and inspiration in the struggle of Lorenzo. Lorenzo fell on 18th March 2019 in the struggle against ISIS, and his revolutionary approach to life, that arrived to us through his writings and video messages, became an inspiration to young people in Italy and beyond.

I first encountered you not through the news or the newspapers, but through a simple post on an anarchist website—without ornament or embellishment, just the quiet story of a fighter from Florence who chose to leave the comfort of his home to stand on the front line against the brutality of ISIS in Rojava.

Then I saw the video of your funeral, shared by Tekosîna Anarsîst — the Anarchist Struggle (TA). Your journey home was not accompanied by a rigid military ceremony or by the waving flags of a State, but by the banners of popular organizations, surrounded by hundreds of faces: Kurds, Arabs, Assyrians, Yazidis, Turkmen, all mourning together, calling you heval, brother, şehîd namirin—the martyr who never dies.

In a desert so often labeled “foreign” by the West, you were embraced as part of the family by its peoples. It was no coincidence. It was the fruit of a life lived with honesty, just as you once said: “Every storm begins with a single drop.”

As an anarcho-communist from a nation once crushed under the boots of Suharto’s “New Order”—where state violence was called “development” and freedom was labeled “a threat”—and now, watching history repeat itself as militarism rises again, remembering you rekindles something within me. In you I saw something rare: you showed that internationalism is not just a slogan. It is a shared hope that guides us all. Together with your internationalist comrades, you breathed life into its truest meaning.

You proved that a young European could live in the Middle East not to conquer, but to learn; to protect and in turn be protected; to build together what we call humanity and democratic civilization.

Your values—and those of your comrades—antimilitarism, antifascism, anticapitalism—are bridges. Not only between Italy and Rojava, but among all of us who reject a world divided between rulers and ruled. Here we are building ties with anticapitalist socialists from many traditions—anarchists, libertarian Marxists, autonomous communists, Marxist-Leninists—and in your dream we see our own: a world without oppressive nation-states, without markets that trade lives like data and commodities, without wars that benefit only arms dealers and banks. A world in which communes—not capital or power—shape our lives. The world you fought for until your last breath.

Lorenzo, here as well—in Indonesia, in Southeast Asia, across the Global South—we are planting those same seeds, despite repression, even in scarcity, still organizing underground. And every time we grow tired, we remember: somewhere, a young Italian, together with hundreds like him, chose to die for his convictions—not for a flag, not for glory, but for people who were not even his family.

Your spirit flows through every discussion we have had in recent years, inspired by the paradigm developed by our Kurdish comrades; through every small book we publish; through every clandestine political education session we organize.

You remind us that this struggle is not only about resistance to power. It is about love—radical love, without borders, unconditional.

¡Hasta siempre, heval Lorenzo!

Your dream is our oxygen.

And we will not stop—not until our last breath has also been given.

Bone, 18.03.2025

Cambodge : l’Église ouvre la voie à la béatification de martyrs victimes du régime des Khmers rouges

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Today in Labor History March 18, 1834: The authorities sentenced Six farm laborers from Tolpuddle, Dorset, England to be transported to Australia for forming a trade union. In April, 30,000 workers marched in support of the deportees. The Tolpuddle struggle, which began in 1832, marked the beginning of British trade unionism. The workers were fighting for an end to the “Combination Laws,” which outlawed the formation of unions. The Tolpuddle Martyrs were pardoned in 1836, thanks to the popular protests.

#workingclass #LaborHistory #tolpuddle #martyrs #union #britain #australia #deportation

#Iran to Honor #Student #Martyrs by Converting #US-Destroyed #School into #Museum

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Yémen : Dix ans après le massacre des « religieuses en tablier », la mémoire des martyres d’Aden demeure

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Why raise #martyrs?
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On The Guilt And Duty Of The Average Person

It’s important to find a balance between activism and having realistic expectations.

Even if we threw ourselves into The Cause(tm) 100%, there’s no guarantee of change. For many people, that’s disheartening. If they sold all their worldly possessions, worked 16 hours a day 7 days a week in the most radical ways they could imagine, the world still might not change because of them. But I prefer the mirror view - you don’t have to be a martyr and an ascetic to support revolution. Every revolution in history was made possible by a much larger cadre than just the key figures and (now nameless) instigators.

Don’t ever give up an opportunity for low-risk high-reward activism, nor for activity which can make a large difference but consumes very little of your limited resources. Yet also understand that the world isn’t your’s to fix. Focus on playing your part.

Vote, especially if you have mail-in voting. That’s dirt-cheap cost in time and energy. Harm reduction is… as we’re seeing today, worth literal millions of lives. Protest? Certainly, whenever the opportunity arises. One more voice in the crowd is one more voice it’s harder to drown out. Activism? Absolutely. Donating your time multiplies the efforts of everyone else. Throw a brick in your local riot? Fuck yeah. A riot is the language of the unheard, and if the powers that be won’t listen, a few bricks can make them nervous and wake them up for ’negotiations’. Talk about a strike with your union? Golden fuckin’ language. Few things are as strong as workers’ solidarity.

… but at the same time, understand that the burden is not wholly on you. If you missed a midterm election or made a bad choice in a presidential election, you don’t have to crucify yourself forever for it. If you know that voter suppression is going to be fucking gruesome at your polling place and you have a family to take care of, make the risk calculation for the specific election you’re in, and act according to your best judgement.

If you’re two payments late on rent and your boss has threatened you with dismissal if you miss another day, one more voice in the protest is generally not going to be the difference between life and death for The Revolution(tm). If you’re juggling multiple jobs or just barely staying away from putting a gun in your mouth and pulling the trigger as-is, the nice local party organizer who says you’d make a great part-time member of the team will understand if you can’t help at this juncture of your life.

If you’re out of jail on parole and know that getting caught means you’ll be behind bars for a disproportionately long time compared to your contribution, you don’t have to be one of the rioters. If the worst should come to pass and literal Pinkertons start fucking knocking on your door and plausibly threatening your spouse and kids for your strike, picking the lives of your loved ones over ideology is not something that reasonable people will condemn you, personally, for.

(Conversely, if you skip a vote because you really wanted ice cream; or a protest because a new game came out that day; or refuse an activist role you’re suited for because it might cut into your masturbation time; or condemn a riot because ‘violence bad 🥺’; or refuse a strike because it might interfere with your yearly productivity bonus… fucking take a step back and consider what a small cost it is to be a tolerably moral human fucking being)

Above all, it is not your burden on a personal, private level. You have a moral duty to do what you reasonably can, but it is not morally necessary for everyone to demand demand miracles or martyrdom of themselves. We are not fascists; everyone is not educated to be a hero. Miracleworkers and martyrs are needed, make no mistake. But to pursue that specific path is something one must decide for themselves. And often neither are actually given the choice - it just happens.

You don’t have to even be the first brick thrown or the name on the plaque when they put up a statue to the original strike’s proposers, though if you see the opportunity, it would be really swell. But be ready and proactive in doing your part.