"Solidarity with the comrades in exile, all those in hiding and the prisoners from the struggles of Antifa, the resistance, the Kurdish and Turkish comrades, the climate movement and all other emancipatory struggles of the world!"

the lining of lungs filled with teargas. One consequence of this is that, insofar as we “communicate” our political ideas, we do so largely through action in the moment of the revolt."

Ideas don’t enter the mind through the ears, they enter through open wounds, through joints burning after endless shifts of dead-end jobs, through feet blistered by long days on the picket line, through hands torn open by some machine, arms coated in grease scars,

how much evidence you offer, they will still not believe you. But if they go out and get bonked on the head just once by a police baton, they are suddenly a convert. It is, quite literally, a political baptism—with all the religious shock that this entails.

I don't know, I wouldn't call it a revolution, that's for sure. It's hard to comprehend what's been going on for the last week 🤷‍♂️

Can we truly call it a revolution when al-Qaeda members, ISIS fighters, and their allies, with support from the US and Israel, overthrow a government?