Squee’s Guide to Living

1) The first thing that every human being should understand is how important their asshole is… You should be regular and regularly shitting something of substance. If you’re not shitting something of substance, you’re not living. This is the most fundamental event of your life. You can measure everything about the quality of your life […]
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Identity and Developmental Psychology (for anarchists)

I often read questions posed by anarchists that to really answer, require insight into the psychological development of individual subjects. Additionally, what I’ve noticed along with the frequency of these sorts of questions is the extent to which anarchists want nothing to do with psychology. I’ve never been entirely certain why this is, but giving […]
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The Wanton Wanderer

This was originally to be a group effort. The Wanton Wanderer Society was going to be my strong re-entrance with praxis oriented anarchy. Being that my former partner was showing no strong interest in sharing the weight of the project, I figured it was time to concentrate on individual efforts again. I have a wishlist […]
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Starting Young

So I start my new project alone. I had initially wanted to work with my usual partner in activity, but I feel I can carry the weight of the project better until I find others that want to share the weight rather than just walk with me, watching me carry the weight, but not caring […]
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Clean Up

This blog is currently undergoing a clean up. Some old drafts that weren’t finished were published just because they were sitting for years. I doubt anything worthwhile can be found in any of my archives. Once I have time to move everything around and pull these from the news feed (probably make each post into […]
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University Sports

Introduction To understand the praxis heterodoxy I am experimenting with it is good to understand “Contribution to a Situationist Definition of Play”. There are other S.I. documents of importance regarding ludic activity and give more detail as to what the S.I. means by “play”. However, this is good for understanding an initial approach to its […]
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The Empire of the United States vs. the World

Here is something to debate. At the moment, given the data, we appear to be gearing up for a very large scale, population destroying war. Eugenics vs. fears of collapse. The energy crisis and the population crisis are interlinked and are by far the most important problems facing the world. The benefits of science and […]
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Itinerants

Looking at anarchist primitivism, I want to add a contribution to the discourse. Anarchist primitivism has a reduced number of written contributions the past few years and most that have wanted to make an anti-civilization contribution have done so outside of the tendency. I think what anarchist primitivism may lack is an understanding of how […]
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Anarchists and Dionysus

I’ll write it later, but the idea is going to be about us Dionysian types and the difficulties of dealing with the revolutionaries. This isn’t going to be some Nietzsche blah-blah. There has and still is a rift between the “serious revolutionaries” and the punks, artists, hedonists, queers, whatever. The difference between how we hate […]
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More questioning of Sexuality and Identity

I’ve been trying to come up with a term to summarize a concept: DGaF-Sexual (DGaF = Don’t Give a Fuck), I-don’t-know-or-care-sexual, are-you-asking-me-if-i’ll-do-you-sexual. None of it is sticking. I’ve written enough general stuff about this, but I don’t even think queer or binary-opposed arguments are cutting it. I really just don’t see any point to defining […]
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Squee’s Wretched Sounds

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Suicide

I don’t plan to say anything profound here. I am writing only to express thoughts I’ve had since another one of my friends has killed themselves. It’s becoming difficult to count how many people close to me have committed suicide or overdosed (usually, on opiates). I hate to say that I’ve acquired a routine for […]
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What is Winning?

YOU WERE NEVER MEANT TO BE FREE You Were Never Meant To Be Care-Free You were never meant to be self-sufficient nor self-satisfied nor selfless Your life is meant to be one of subservience to masters, bosses, generals, markets, financiers, clergy, police, wardens, guards, alienists, administrators, and specialists. Your time is supposed to be measured, […]
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Informalist Anarchism: a Self-Interview

Q: Howdy, how are you doing Squee? A: Pretty good. I have been finding it very easy to flow lately, which has come after some time of feeling at the helm of a ship in a storm. Q: What do you want to talk about today? A: I want to talk about informal anarchism, but […]
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More Informal Thoughts

Anarchism from an informal perspective is different from class struggle anarchism and more contemporary, activist forms of anarchism. The way that individuals, groups, societies, institutions that govern them, interpersonal relationships, self-expression, and revolt are conceptualized by informal anarchists (well, me at least) don’t seem similar at all to the latter mentioned forms. From the ground […]
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A Dandy Response to Critiques of “the Milieu”

Sometimes anarchists have the emotional intelligence of a castaway… The Invisible Committee, among others, warn us that the Milieu is dangerous. I have been told throughout the years by so many miserable people that everything enjoyable about life is recuperative. At times I have aligned with this perspective. I have looked upon the reckless abandon […]
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As much as I hate you, work is worse

It has been a rough year so far. For the past few years I’ve been able to afford to work very part time and devote my energy to projects that I love and share with my closest friends. I’ve lost a few of those friends, some recently, and some in years past but if radical politics has taught me anything it is that friendship isn’t forever. Anyway, I’ve returned to full time(+) work and it’s reminded me about keeping things in perspective, especially in regards to friendship.

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There seems to be a general confusion about the difference between friendship and comrades(hip). Furthermore this confusion lives in short-time. Terribly short time. And as the confusion tends to to mean conflating the two things, it means increased the frequency that it takes them to cycle through our world without increasing the amplitude of the relationship(s).

In my few friendships is a feeling, a shared chemistry, and the lack of need to spend a bunch of time defining terms, calibrating jargon, and deciding what to do next. We already knew. Friendship is in the category of romance, fleeting, uplifting, and harder to achieve as the years go by. Thirty years ago I made friends nearly every day. At 45 I find friendship almost impossible to find and to nurture (nostalgia is a hell of a drug.)

Comrades, on the other hand, are a bit easier to find, even today. I don’t have to sit strangers down to calibrate them to my interests. By the time they find me they’ve usually calibrated themselves (or visa versa of course.) My interest in topics like alienation, social change, and the transformation of daily life has a predetermied audience (for and against). Politics, by this measure, is what my comrades and I are capable of doing. My project is to share the building of that capacity and collaborate with comrades about what to do with our capacity.

When I see people talk like strugglismo’s (which frequently means pretending that their crew of friends are on the cusp of something great, something permanent, something that can’t possibly be coopted–even at THE EXACT MOMENT that cooptation is is exactly what is happening), I don’t blame their friendships, which are enviable, I blame their politics. Their inability to see what is happening to and around them is the failure of their political imagination, on the one side believing that substantial libertarian change is possible (in the here and now), and on the other believing in their relevance (aka imminent necessity) to that change.

Camatte was onto something when he said “One awaits the revolution in vain, for it is already underway. It is unnoticed by those who await it, expecting a particular sign, a ‘crisis’ releasing the vast insurrectional movement which would produce another essential sign, the formation of the party etc…” but he uses the term revolution differently from me. When I use the term I attempt to always use it as a negative, as the project of the old left to create their beauracratic utopia or of the christians (who almost always call themselves something else… like anarchist) who have clear intentions about their heaven on earth. Camatte is using the term in a far less grandiose manner. “The increasing loss of our real submission to capital will allow us to confront the true question of the revolution, not that of changing life, because all life has been enslaved, domesticated, misled by the existence of classes for millenia, but the creation of human life.” I wouldn’t put it this way (as I’m not exactly up on people) but for Camatte the revolution that is happening now is the creation of human life outside of politics, jargon, and “the struggle for the streets” (aka playing with cops in urban playgrounds).

Here the American followers of the Appelistas get it half right. The milieu is not, nor ever intended to be, the active agent for future revolutionary activity. If that’s what you are looking for good luck to you. It has always been the place to meet the fellow revolutionaries of the “create a human life worth living” school and this is why I will continue to serve it (even while largely not benefiting from it).

But of course all of this is a preface to a different point. As much as the Internet has allowed for a certain kind of hostility to exist between us, I forgive you your excesses. Forgive me for being a rude host, but my goal was always to get us to talk to each other. I didn’t realize how alienated those discussions would turn out but of course, in hindsight, it makes sense. I apologize for letting you believe we were ever going to be friends even though we agree about nearly everything. As much as I may hate you right now I really understand that in the landscapes of hatred it really isn’t a thing.

On the other hand I have been working a lot. I’m trying to take care of a pile of personal and family debt that I never took seriously before but that now looms large. Now I am hunkered in the digital coal mines tap, tap, tapping. My mind is never clear, rested, or happy with the task at hand. Even the things I love doing (like LBC) are annoyances and burdens. This reminds me that we are not enemies. We may not be friends any more, we may only be silent, or indifferent, comrades, but my hate for you is nothing. It is not a thing. My enemy is this imagination-killing nightmare called work. It is the duty to debt, the separation from my body, and the incredible organization of it all that has rationalized my life along with 7 billion of my closest… friends?

I hate using code words, or jargon, to substitute for my feelings, so of course it is the cops who implement, the middle managers who hammer out the terms, the teachers and parents who convince us there is no outside, and the shoppers, wage laborers, and protesters who consent to the terms of the agreement, so blame isn’t much beyond the rhetoric and shouting. My feeling is that the agreement is the problem and the process by which one figures out exactly what we agreed to is one I continue to be capable of being seduced by. I may hate you but in your stupid, ill-advised, immature, silly yearning I still love you. Both are true at once.

I would not say the same for the architects of this disaster.

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Green Anarchism: a Self-Interview

Q: Are you a Green Anarchist? A: The short answer is, “I don’t know.” I have more questions than I have answers about this. Like most things, it depends how the term is defined. Q: Well let’s start with definition, then. How do you understand the term? A: There has to be some sort of […]
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Problems of an Anarchist Jew

There is nothing about my life that has been more of a conflict than my heritage, but I am a Jew. Let’s begin with the first difficulty of this situation of being a Jew: proof. Superficially, I have two Jewish parents and a family of Jews whom until my generation, had not deviated from producing […]
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Ludwig Binswanger Blurb

Tomorrow I’ll be conducting the final installment of a 4-part workshop series on Existentialism. The text I will be using is, Foucault and Binswanger: Beyond the Dream. There are a few motivations for using this text that I want to write about before giving the presentation. These include: post-structuralism’s relationship to existentialism, the usefulness of […]
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