Leaving humanism behind: Notes on zones of indistinction which need no justifica
lort | 29.05.2012 00:00 | Repression | Social Struggles
Every smashed window is a refusal to negotiate, a blow against the being of liberalism, a recognition of the singular structure inherent in the articulation of becomings. To those who deride the inoperative joy in a car set aflame or a burning dumpster, we propose nothing less than to reject their pathetic fossilization of our desires, at all costs. We must negate all representation—in secret. The homogenous impotentiality proposed to us is like a bad joke, and instead of laughter we respond with rupture.
Confronted with those who fail to recognize themselves in our conspiracies of destruction, we offer neither dialogue nor criticism but only our contempt. It is necessary to commence absolutely; not to dream of new ways to organize, but to make manifest the subterranean zones of offensive capacity in the heart of each barricaded hallway. This is a call to social war, not an insistence on mobilization. In the elaboration of desiring-bodies, we destroy those who would have us give up the immanent ecstasy of indifference for the misery of absence.
Our need to desire is less the articulation of a concept than the realization of a line of flight. What's needed is not normalization, and even far less activism, but a putting-into-practice of radical insurrection, a rejection in all forms of the teleology of banality.
The homogenous banality proposed to us is like a bad joke, and instead of laughter we respond with insurrection. It is necessary to commence without illusions; not to dream of new ways to be productive, but to make manifest the subterranean zones of offensive capacity in the heart of each c-clamped pushbar. To those who deride the radical ecstasy in a smashed window or a moment of friendship, we propose nothing less than to reject their pathetic totality, with every weapon at our disposal. Confronted with those who neglect to recognize themselves in our conspiracies of negation, we offer neither criticism nor dialogue but only our contempt.
Our need to riot is less the elaboration of a plan than the setting forth of an event. In the articulation of communes, we shatter those who would have us give up the inoperative joy of rupture for the misery of activism. What's needed is not passivity, and even far less normalization, but a putting-into-practice of immanent crisis, a rejection in all forms of the being of representation. We must negate all fossilization of our desires—for once and for all.
Every burning dumpster is a refusal to organize, a blow against the logic of anarcho-liberalism, a recognition of the singular temporality inherent in the articulation of becomings. This is a call to social war, not an insistence on impotentiality.
Our need to desire is less the articulation of a concept than the realization of a line of flight. What's needed is not normalization, and even far less activism, but a putting-into-practice of radical insurrection, a rejection in all forms of the teleology of banality.
The homogenous banality proposed to us is like a bad joke, and instead of laughter we respond with insurrection. It is necessary to commence without illusions; not to dream of new ways to be productive, but to make manifest the subterranean zones of offensive capacity in the heart of each c-clamped pushbar. To those who deride the radical ecstasy in a smashed window or a moment of friendship, we propose nothing less than to reject their pathetic totality, with every weapon at our disposal. Confronted with those who neglect to recognize themselves in our conspiracies of negation, we offer neither criticism nor dialogue but only our contempt.
Our need to riot is less the elaboration of a plan than the setting forth of an event. In the articulation of communes, we shatter those who would have us give up the inoperative joy of rupture for the misery of activism. What's needed is not passivity, and even far less normalization, but a putting-into-practice of immanent crisis, a rejection in all forms of the being of representation. We must negate all fossilization of our desires—for once and for all.
Every burning dumpster is a refusal to organize, a blow against the logic of anarcho-liberalism, a recognition of the singular temporality inherent in the articulation of becomings. This is a call to social war, not an insistence on impotentiality.
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