Every american I’ve met has been willing to kill for something, or willing to die for something.
But not a single one of them is willing to be inconvenienced in the slightest. That’s our sickness.
So i spent a long time ruminating on that and now i’m even more depressed than I was and shit is getting bad again. Sorry for the livejournal post, I haven’t made one in a while. Still around.


In what universe is conceding the class war ever going to help us? The bourgeois might fight back so we shouldn’t do anything?
Thomas Sankara:
For the record I havent gotten anyone fired cause this wasnt a strategy to spread radical theory and unionize places i dont work. I just figure if im going to see the same people at the stores I go to often then it makes sense to be friends on at least a casual basis.
Anywhere I go frequently im on first name basis with most of the staff. After a year or so of casual chit chat with people, a lot of the ones who like I vibe with most were also friends with each other and id run into them on their smoke breaks where we could be more open. All I did was hook em up with the emails of my friends on the labor board and my friends in the IWW. This wasn’t some mission, I was more pointing out that having a rapport with the person behind the counter is praxis, but you should do it anyway. Adjust for frequency of visits and how busy they are, dont hold up the line or be a bad customer cause you blather at them when they have shit to do. But I care DEEPLY about the conditions of those who provide me with goods and services, and the only way to learn about that in a useful way is to talk to your fellow workers, they are most often found at work.