Wednesday, April 7, 2010
Monday, February 8, 2010
Here is the link to the new website:
Stirner's Savage Thought: The theory of the individual by Alfredo Bonanno--essays examining Stirner's ideas
Millenarian Rebels, Prophets and Outlaws--some interesting Brazilian rebel history with two essays examining millenarian revolts all written by individuals involved with the French revolutionaries who called themselves Os Cangaceiros, after the Brazilian outlaws.
More, Much More by Massimo Passamani--his brief essays from Canenero, an Italian weekly paper that appeared from the end of 1914 to the beginning of 1997 and one other essay.
Monday, January 18, 2010
"At its best, the anarchist endeavor has always been the total transformation of existence based on the reappropriation of life by each and every individual, acting in free association with others of their choosing. This vision can be found in the most poetic writings of nearly every well-known anarchist, and it is what made anarchism “the conscience of the left”. But of what use is it to be the conscience of a movement that does not and cannot share the breadth and depth of one’s dreams, if one desires to realize those dreams?"
Wednesday, January 13, 2010
Manifestoes, poetry, perhaps a few stories reflecting the rebellion of one individual against the logic of a society of work and leisure, of unwitting slavery and entertainment at a price. Reckless, ridiculous, unreasonable, mad. Anarchic, surreal, dada… None of the words on this site are themselves subversive, but all point to an endeavor to subvert reality…
The Machete is a long knife with a single edge, particularly intended for opening a way when you find yourself surrounded by a hostile environment that prevents you from going down your path, paralyzing all movement. The Machete isn't elegant; it doesn't have the discretion of the dagger or the precision of the scalpel. When it strikes, it doesn't distinguish between the innocent flower and the noxious weed, and it destroys both without distinctions.
By its nature, anarchist theory is a vagabond theory, light of step, always on the move. The reason is simple. Reality is not a static thing, but a play of phenomena in which every individual is actively immersed. Entrenchment of positions makes no real sense, but traps the anarchist in the bogs of ideology and militancy. For this reason, anarchist theoretical endeavors go their farthest when they are taken lightly and playfully, as explorations, experiments and adventures, not tasks or duties. What appears here is done in that spirit. Some of it I wrote years ago, and no longer necessarily agree with, but I think it has a certain challenge, a certain bite to it.
The Cynical Utopian is an occasional broadsheet put together by an individual who has no faith in any authority and who despises the economic system in which crisis is the norm and those at the bottom continually end up paying for the mistakes of those at the top (as well as their own mistakes when they simply accept this situation), that is to say by an anarchist. I, author of these broadsheets, am cynical in my disdain and distrust of every authority as well as in my lack of faith in anything including the mass of people who simply resign themselves to accepting the current situation. I am utopian in continuing to dare to spew out my words of doubt and rebellion, in acting against a situation I cannot tolerate and in dreaming that something different is possible, immediately, for those who dare to think, act and dream their greatest desires and aspirations.
One word alongside another. A sound that is lost in the continuous deafening noise that they still call language. A word different from others. A hiss in the midst of shouts. A sigh from which to move in search of new meanings in world where everything has been said.
A word against others, an against that is other with respect to words, that doesn’t inhabit the space of the opposition between concepts, but that of the silence that precedes and accompanies it.
A word, finally, that doesn’t refer to itself, but that causes us to sense that region in which, in the silence where thought can move freely, the meaning of our singularity and the desire for revolt against all that suffocates it grow.
A paper for all those who, in this civilization of collective identity and reciprocal belonging, want to affirm their nature as “strangers everywhere”, as refractories against every fatherland (the “entire world” included).
Tuesday, January 12, 2010
Why am I publishing an anarchist review of books? This is certainly a reasonable question. After all, there are a few out there, and several major anarchist publications have extensive review sections. But they generally limit themselves to reviewing specifically political (mostly anarchist) books, as if anarchists had only a single interest.
But anarchists are not mere political animals. I was attracted to anarchist perspectives due to my hatred of politics and my desire to grasp the fullness of my life as my own. Thus, I don’t just read political texts, but rather a wide variety of books on every topic: history, philosophy, art, science, travel and so on. In addition, I read poetry and fiction. As a critical reader, I can find ways to use the contents of these books to expand my understanding of the reality I am facing and to sharpen my critique both theoretically and practically.