#BeGayDoCrime #TransBashBack #illegalism
en l'honneur de #Rouky pour son anniversaire d'adoption, et au prix d'une grande patience dans le froid, et de nombreuses croquettes.. #dogsOfMastodon présente.. #Sheperd en mode pose propagande !
Be gay, do crime, chien roux mignon ! Sheperd arrive à 4 mois de sortie de refuge !
The fit for meeting with [mysterious national intelligence agency] recruitment team today..
#Criminology #CriminalJustice #university #Academia #policing #AbolishPolice #Abolition #AbolishPrisons #BeGayDoCrime
Serendipitously, my comp copies of #BeGayDoCrime (@pmpress) reached me a few days ago just when I happened to be cat sitting in the Midwest town where the trans anarchist teen I quoted (anonymized yet with consent) in my foreword to this new book lives. Meaning that I could walk to this amazing youth’s pop-up multigenerational trans social space and gift a copy in person.
After presenting the book, I asked this teen, “Do you still feel the same about the quote? Do you still hold the same view?”—a year later, a teenage year older, and transphobic christofascism being all that much more entrenched and powerful. “YES!,” came the instant reply, affirming the quote in the first paragraph to my “Foreword: An Amulet, a Rose, and a Dagger”:
“These days, one often sees the slogan ‘Protect Trans Kids’ emblazoned on T-shirts, painted across banners, or chanted on the streets during a demonstration. Radicals have added a twist, interspersing illustrations of a rose and a dagger between those three simple words, giving them a more edgy feel. Yet a fifteen-year-old queer anarchist friend of mine recently shared their critique of this popular phrase, adamantly declaring, ‘We can defend ourselves!’”
I take heart from a now-sixteen-year-old and their generation, many of whom have a strength that comes, perhaps, from seeing and now losing—in the span of their young lives—so much possibility to fully be who they want to be. They know what they are fighting for, because they’ve had a sweet taste of it. And maybe, as a still-enthusiastic anarchist, this teen hasn’t yet lost faith in the egalitarian ethos of anarchism, which sees us all as worthy of caring for and defending each other.
And I take heart from this book, which I’m honored to have contributed to, because as I wrote, “Be Gay, Do Crimes, with its abundance of calendrical offerings, acts like a bolt cutter. Each entry snaps open another padlock, allowing us to steal back what is ours. To reappropriate the many scraps of our bottom-up legacies of good troublemaking that otherwise would be ‘lost’ to top-down histories, and use those glorious remnants … to figuratively craft our own amulets of mutualistic protection.”
The anarchist bookfair is kicking off next week! 🏴 And while Firestorm isn't a primary venue this year, we are hosting a welcome table and the first session with local author Blu Buchanan!
Blu, who recently co-edited "Be Gay, Do Crime," an anthology from PM Press, will provide a short talk about the history of radical queer resistance and what it means for us in this particular historical moment. The presentation will be followed by a discussion of the communities boldly rising to challenge capitalism, white supremacy, and authoritarianism. This opening session will be followed by the bookfair's opening night potluck, so bring a dish if you're able (vegan and gluten-free preferred).
More information about our event with Blu and copies of the book can be found at https://firestorm.coop/events/3436-be-gay-do-crime-book-launch.html. Can't make the session in person? We'll be streaming it live on our YouTube channel (no registration required).
Additionally, don't miss PM Press's booth on Saturday alongside 30 other radical publishers and grassroots projects! Bookfair sessions, including numerous presentations related to mutual aid disaster relief and the anniversary of Hurricane Helene, will be running in other locations throughout the day and into Sunday. If you're looking for a chill activity, swing back by Firestorm on Sunday between 11am and 5pm for prison books packaging and political prisoner letter writing.
#BeGayDoCrime #QueerSouth #QueerLiberation #AnotherCarolinaAnarchistBookfair #FeministBookstore #FirestormCoop (- L)
This fucking inequality is going to reach a breaking point soon/is just about there. Economically, shit's fucked for everyone who isn't rich...
Prices are fucked.
Wages are fucked.
Jobs are fucked.
Housing is fucked.
Healthcare is fucked.
Mental health is fucked.
Education is fucked.
Media is fucked.
Trust is fucked.
"Democracy" is fucked.
Justice is fucked.
Basic human rights are fucked.
Migration is fucked.
Climate is fucked.
Nature is fucked.
Transportation is fucked.
Technology is fucked (#enshittification).
Internet is fucked.
Privacy is fucked.
Debt is fucked.
Assistance programs are fucked.
Safety nets are fucked.
(...did I miss anything?)
Meanwhile, wall street thrives. Billionaires are on their way to becoming trillionaires. Public services are either quickly disappearing or being rapidly privatized. Surveillance and fascism are normalized. Liberties and choices are minimized. This is looking more and more like an asymmetric #collapse—at minimum. Stability for elites, precarity for the rest of us.
However.... It’s easy to go full doomer, but we’re only fucked if we don’t work together.
And while some things are out of our control, we can continue to improve things which are within our reach. Building networks of care. Sharing resources. Practicing liberatory living (free from domination, dependency, and isolation).
As much as possible, let's rely on each other, not capitalism or government. Reject hyper-individualism because survival (and thriving) is a collective effort. If we cannot rely on the failing system we must work outside of it. Mutual aid, community infrastructure, labor and tenant organizing, unconventional and yeah sometimes even "unlawful" solutions (#BeGayDoCrime), etc!!!
Learn new skills, meet new people/"strangers" (note to self #IntrovertProblems), practice radical empathy (love is punk as fuck), reject hate, share with each other, gather with each other, connect with nature, be 𝓬𝓻𝓮𝓪𝓽𝓲𝓿𝓮, be curious, and have backup plans (if only concepts of plans), etc etc! (...did I miss anything?)
The system may be failing, but we don’t have to fail with it. Everything’s fucked, except our ability to care for each other.