That a weekly English journal would be started with
every prospect of success to support organized Socialism in the British
Islands would not so very long ago have been scouted as an absurdity by many,
perhaps even of those who read these lines. Democratic Socialism was
everywhere spoken of as merely another name for secret assassination or
dynamite outrage, and the greatest efforts were made to show plainly that no
matter how rife such ideas might be abroad, Socialism could never take root in
England. Now, however, it is quite clear that Socialists are gaining strength
more rapidly than any existing party. An interest has been roused in the
propaganda, and Socialism in one form or another has become rather
fashionable. Of this we... (From: Marxists.org.)
Comrades and Friends:
I think I cannot open my address more appropriately than by
stating my experience in my long connection with the reform
movement.
It was during the great railroad strike of 1877 that I first
became interested in what is known as the "Labor Question." I then
thought as many thousands of earnest, sincere people think, that the
aggregate power, operating in human society, known as government, could
be made an instrument in the hands of the oppressed to alleviate their
sufferings. But a closer study of the origin, history and tendency of
governments, convinced me that this was a mistake; I came to understand
how organized governments used their concentrated power to retard
progress by their ever-ready means of ... (From: LucyParsonsProject.org.)
By now, in these hard times, the Government might have been expected to be thoroughly alive to the difference between what some elegant person has described as "Blowing your nose and blowing it off," but they still appear to think that they can go to any lengths along the path of obliging their friends. It turns out that the coal strike was allowed to come about just to oblige an old fossil which some member of the Government keeps warm in his pocket. This person's job is theorizing on the subject of "Abstract Right," and the coal strike being the apt illustration he was in need of at the moment it was of course engineered. And the world is at war! There is, of course, nothing left for the unprivileged public to do, but deplore as usual the... (From: TheAnarchistLibrary.org.)
Printing, in the only sense with which we are at present concerned, differs from
most if not from all the arts and crafts represented in the Exhibition in being
comparatively modern. For although the Chinese took impressions from wood blocks
engraved in relief for centuries before the wood-cutters of the Netherlands, by a
similar process, produced the block books, which were the immediate predecessors of
the true printed book, the invention of movable metal letters in the middle of the
fifteenth century may justly be considered as the invention of the art of printing.
And it is worth mention in passing that, as an example of fine typography, the
earliest book printed with movable types... (From: Marxists.org.)
Perhaps you’ve read about the recently revealed Prism program, through which the US National Security Agency has been harvesting data from Microsoft, Google, Facebook, Apple, and other major internet corporations.
Remember, this is the tip of the iceberg. We can’t know how many similar projects are buried deeper in the apparatus of the surveillance state, unrevealed by daring whistleblowers. We do know that the NSA intercepts billions of emails, phone calls, and other forms of communication every day. What they can monitor they can also censor, à la China or Mubarak.
Many have championed the internet as an opportunity to create new commons, resources that can be shared rather than privately owned. But faced with the inc... (From: TheAnarchistLibrary.org.)
“I was outside of these circles, so I didn’t take into account that I could have embedded my writing with a better emphasis that this is not a blueprint for hedonism. I never wanted anyone to hitchhike and dumpster dove and shoplift and feel good about themselves for doing it. If you’re not taking that time, that freedom you’re creating for yourself and trying to make the world a better place with it, then I don’t have anymore respect for you than the 9 to 5 wage slave that’s treating their life like it’s disposable.” - Mac Evasion, author of the book “Evasion”
Through a breezy, warm night in Arizona a BNSF freight car carries me slowly enough to sit on the edge of the miniwell ... (From: TheAnarchistLibrary.org.)
[SECOND NOTICE.]
Are Prisons Necessary? is the title of the concluding chapter of Kropotkin's account of his prison experiences. "Unhappily, hitherto," he goes on to remark, "our penal institutions have been nothing but a compromise between the old ideas of revenge, of punishment of the 'bad will' and 'sin,' and the modern ideas of 'deterring from crime,' both softened to a very slight extent by some notions of philanthropy." But is it not time that we fully recognized the fact that crime, like bodily disease, is capable of scientific investigation, and of that scientific treatment which considers prevention the best of cures?
An energetic school of scientific students of crime has sprung up of late years in Italy and Germany, who ha... (From: AnarchyArchives.)
Introduction
MIKISO HANE
KANEKO FUMIKO (1903–1926) wrote her memoir, translated here, while she was in prison, having been convicted of a plot, the authorities charged, to assassinate the emperor.
Her life, as her memoir shows, was one of misery, privation, and hardship from early childhood. Her parents were not legally married, and they did not register her birth in their family register. Ever since the Meiji Restoration, the government had required each household to have its family members registered at the local government office. A child born out of wedlock often was registered as the child of the mother’s parents. This was not done for Fumiko until 1912, when she was registered in her maternal grand-fat... (From: TheAnarchistLibrary.org.)
Dear K.:
I know you must have been worried about me. Give no credence to the reports you hear. I did not try to suicide. I was very nervous and excited over the things that happened while I was in the dungeon. I saw the papers after I came up -- you know what they said. I couldn't sleep; I kept pacing the floor. The screws were hanging about my cell but I paid no attention to them. They spoke to me, but I wouldn't answer: I was in no mood for talking. They must have thought something wrong with me. The doctor came, and felt my pulse, and they took me to the hospital. The Warden rushed in and ordered me into a strait-jacket. "For safety," he said.
You know Officer Erwin; he put the jacket on me. He's a pretty decent chap; I saw he hated to... (From: Anarchy Archives.)
There is a place in this society where one is perpetually under surveillance, where every movement is monitored and controlled, where everyone is under suspicion except the police and their bosses, where all are assumed to be criminals. I am speaking, of course, of prison..
Within the walls of prison there is no freedom of choice, no illusion of democracy. There is only prison. Daily actions are regulated by strict schedules and enforced by armed guards, the choice of when, where and with whom to spend time completely taken away. Every action is surveilled with suspicion. All individuality, all identity is destroyed and replaced by that of prisoner, of criminal. Prison is the complete realization of this society’s need to isola... (From: TheAnarchistLibrary.org.)
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