I wanted to address what I fear may be a tendency among some claiming to be anarchists. I’m speaking about a pair of actions, that targeted anarchist or anarchist-adjacent events, emerging from within the anarchist space. Both use the language of eugenics, are critical of events without mask requirements, and so far have only been carried out using paint.
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we cut our teeth on each other
a (love) letter to the tendency that lit the fire at the Bash Back warehouse rave, (aka the queer tendency toward immolation and self-annihilation). If you think that this address does not include you for whatever reason, i encourage you to pretend it does for emotional effect. Find the tendency that lit the fire at the Bash Back warehouse rave inside yourself.)
A hundred queer anarchist criminals turned a golf course into a public sex forest
Blue flashing lights pass by, oblivious to our collective trespass. A hole in the fence, hotties passing through, passing into each other. A new world cums into being, a rupture on the leisure pastures of the rich. Cruising utopia, at least for a night. Queers writhing over each other, defiling one another. Sweet melodies accompany soft caresses, the sound of piss gurgling beside a couple kissing. Determined fuckers splayed out on tarps. The line between criminality and sensuality? Sorry she’s not in tonight.
We perverted Chicago’s Marovitz golf course, had a great night doing it. Imagine the next day, a confounded golfer cautiously lifting a damp towel between two fingers, realizing all at once, their eyes passing over the sex litter drying on the sunny green.
We did this for ourselves, but also to express solidarity with the intractable freaks who held down the Weelaunee forest. Since the very first fiery attacks carried out by queers in defense of that place, we’ve laughed and cried and raged with our feral siblings. If we only defend, we end up with our backs against the wall. All it takes is some boltcutters, encrypted messaging, and trusted friends to open up new fronts in the war for the wild. No more empty rhetoric around ‘territorial struggle’ without a total re-imagining of the terrain. We carved the chaos star into the sand bunker to remind that the forest is a propulsive utopia, spreading in all directions!
xoxo
an autonomous extra-curriculars committee at bb!23
Submitted Anonymously over Email
TERF Show Vandalized: Trans Autonomy Forever
TERF SHOW VANDALIZED: TRANS AUTONOMY FOREVER, PART 3
On the second night of the transphobic Women’s Declaration International convention in San Francisco, as the TERFs hid in the Hilton Hotel behind police lines, we vandalized the location of their scheduled art show down the block. When we left, the gallery windows were painted blood-red with a message for Lierre Keith, Kara Dansky, and their dusty-ass TERFlings: “NO TERFS ON OUR TURF! Ⓐ”
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