Commander of Antifa Brigade 42069. A blog full of history, art, antifascism, poetry, rambles, rants, and oddities from the wonderful worlds of anthropology, anarchism, and Medieval Studies. Note: Some of my older rants are probably deep into nuthouse territory. At the time, so was I. Rather than edit anything (I'm lazy and it takes time), I leave this warning. You have been warned and I am sorry (really, really sorry). That said, happy to chat. Pronouns: He/him.
Some notes if you're interested in that sort of thing.
I cannot stress enough how little time I devote to reading replies to anything I post. Unless you're a mutual and you tag me. I check replies about once a week.
Don't think I align with your political system? Good. You're right. My views are highly idiosyncratic and change with evidence and when I read stuff, because, ya know, I'm not glued to one system of government beyond capitalism is bad, small town economies in the New Economic Policy mode? Now those are dope.
-I'm going to keep adding to this, but if you think I'm Anti-Maoist/Stalinist/Leninist/Anti-Ancap etc...good call.
But how can you be antifascist and antistalinist, Stalinism is the foundation for all antifascism or some shit? Yeah, no it's just fucking not. I refuse to debate this further, because, just like you, I owe nobody the pleasure of my words that flow like honeyed brilliance from my keyboard.
Trans rights are human rights. Think otherwise? Reconsider your views. Just do it. Fix your hearts or die. I mean, and die, we're all headed that way eventually, but you should try to be as good a human in the meantime, and no I'm not getting into an argument about what 'good' means. You know what it means, you just refuse to see it because of willful blindness. Which, yeah, way to be a dick there.
On the Catholic Left, so if you want to bitch about the Church and are of the Faith, awesome. If you're just going to call it a fantasy or something like that I'll probably just tune you out. Or block you if you decide to get aggressive about it. I don't go on your page and yell at you for being an atheist or, God help us, a Protestant.
Last big note and probably the most important:
I will not, under any circumstances, give money to your gofundme, Kofi [if that's still a thing], paypal [definitely not, fuck off], or other charity case cash transfer site. If you send me a request for such aid, you will be summarily blocked, no questions asked, no matter what sob story you tell me.
See under the cut for the whataboutisms that come to mind (it's nice but also a note on the state of Internet Discourse that whataboutism is accepted as a word by spellcheck).
A very angry, exhausted, and honestly saddened post because I am an elder millennial who is burned out. Skip if you want. But the point is fuck right off with your tales of woe that require a small donation. I'm just kinda ranting on that below. You will be blocked. If you reach out to me in chat for such things, I'll probably send you a rude message or gif back for your shenanigans.
But what about the people in Palestine and all the appeals coming directly from there? I give directly to relief services, like a person with common goddamn sense, verified things that help actual people. So many of the pages on here are scams, the modern Nigerian princes (still out there, still stealing from rubes and the not-so-competent).
But what about me, I'm a [X, Y, and Z things, lost my legs to the same rhinoceros that killed my parents, and blackballed political affiliation besides] (boy was this originally written to piss off Fucking Everyone [I got creatively specific based on some reblogs of campaigns and petitions I've seen] but then I was like wait, wait, I probably shouldn't say that just because I'm pissed off, kill the fascist voice in your own head and all)? You have my sympathy. If I live in your area, reach out, I'll see what I can do to help ya directly, hook you up with legal aid, hell, I'll help you fill out forms for a frickin' passport if you want to get out of the country, I'm not just tossing you a stack of cash because another person on the Internet is going through trouble. I have people in my life, people I love and care about, that need my help, support, and occasionally just straight up remittance--which they get because I trust them. I know they are not trying to bullshit me. I don't know you from Adam, nor, honestly, do I care about people on Tumblr. I've got serious, whole side of a cow beef with the 'struggling x or y minority queer disabled community that just needs help with the rent or the stove or the car or the wolf at the door' on here, because I know people in that community, actually struggling, and they...don't ask for shit. I help them because they're my friends.
But how can you be a Socialist, Mutualist, Antifascist, and Anarchist if you don't help lift everyone up? Quite easily. I work within my community. Again, I help people around me, that I know. Just tossing money at The Glorious Cause for The People or the Liberation of the People's Red Freedom Party of Kalifornia...is just lining someone's pockets, and worse somehow, someone who doesn't give a flying fuck about me no matter how swaying their rhetoric. I practice mutual aid, I work with Anarchist Black Cross, I hire folks I know to do work, overpay them (but that's capitalist/bougie behavior--jump. up. your. own. ass), and usually share a fucking meal, because that's how I was goddamn raised by non-party reds, ya exist in the capitalist system, but you fuckin' help.
But that's transphobic! It isn't. At all. I'm not helping you because I don't give a shit about any part of you. I won't help you regardless of what is or is not under your chosen ass-covering or assless chaps. Ok, if you are a resolute assless chaps wearer AND have the ass to pull it off, I might just help you. I don't want pictures, I just want to know you've got the confidence to rock that look. If you can't convey that in writing, than you probably don't have that kinda swagger.
The only, and I mean fucking only, if you've read everything above, exception is if you are someone I regularly correspond with, and you need help, let me know. But take the time to get to know a guy first, act like you, in fact, care about me, and that if the tables were reversed and I needed help, you'd try to help if I came to you with hat in hand after...at least weeks of friendship.
OK, there is another exception there: If you've got a book that you think I might like, sci fi, history, fiction, basically anything but self-help or your cult's latest tract, let me know and I'll push that shit if I think it's worth it, and if I like it I'll probably buy several copies because supporting writers is the tits. I want to say the same for artists, but my wife says if I buy more art she'll take away my credit card and make me operate on cash only. Which is honestly fair, and she should also do the same thing for books, because hard times are coming and we can't ultimately, eat books, as much as we might like to, as cool as The Book Eaters is (Sunyi Dean, order here or other places, just not from Amazon if you can help it).
I feel like I ended in the middle of a thought, but if you read this far give yourself a gold star. Do not ask me for gold stars, I will not send them.
To end: this is the internet. None of you are real and it is at best silly to think that you are.
