The more enlightened man will become, the less he will employ compulsion and coercion. The really civilized man will divest himself of all fear and authority. He will rise from the dust and stand erect: he will bow to no tsar either in heaven or on earth. He will become fully human when he will scorn to rule and refuse to be ruled. He will be truly free only when there shall be no more masters.
Fuck The Tories. Fuck every single one of the selfish, nasty bastards. Fuck The Lib Dems. Fuck The Coalition. Fuck David Cameron and his fucking Trust Fund. Fuck Eton Public School. Fuck George Osborne. Fuck Nick Clegg and his phoney “conscience”. Poor fucking lamb. Fuck Vince Cable, the fucking weasel. Fuck The Big Society con. Fuck Danny Alexander, the fucking mediocrity. Fuck The Square Mile. Fuck The Banks. Fuck Goldman Sachs. Fuck Ian Duncan Smith and his brain dead patter. Fuck Oxbridge cunts. Fuck no big tax on second homes. Fuck throwing poor people out of their homes. Fuck Westminster School. Fuck Thatcher and her idiot son and ugly bitch retarded daughter. Maggie? Why you keeping us waiting? We’ve got a fucking party planned bitch! Fuck Tebbit. Fuck Nigel Lawson and his unbearable fat arsed daughter that can’t stop fucking eating. Fuck Keith Josephs. Fuck the deficit and the fucking markets. Fuck the IMF. Fuck selling off the Post Office. Fuck flogging our family silver off to their fucking rich mates. Fuck the House of Lords. And the Commons too. Fuck The IRA. Fuck The UDA. Fuck The Taleban. Fuck Al Queda. Fuck Religion. Fuck Channel 5. Fuck Ian Wright. Fuck The Gate and every horrible fucking bar in it. Fuck The Daily Mail and every evil hate filled cunt that reads and writes for it. Fuck The CBI. Fuck The Institute of Directors. Fuck the TUC. Fuck Murdoch and his shit telly. Fuck the cuts. Fuck The FTSE. Fuck the war in Iraq. Fuck the Bank of England. Fuck the idiot George Bush. Fuck the US Republican Party. Fuck Cocaine. Fuck Stone Island. Fuck the memory of Ronald Reagan, the fucking half-wit. Fuck Tory Tony Blair for sucking US cock. Fuck empty-eyed pointless consumerism. Fuck New Labour and its lack of ambition. Fuck X Factor and other infantile entertainment. Fuck the Royal Assent. Fuck the civil list. Fuck Jimmy Tarbuck. Fuck Jim Davison. Fuck the cunts in ermine. Fuck the ridiculous brain dead logic of opposing a NE Assembly. Fuck the Olympics – two fucking weeks of archery and other shit sports no-one is interested in for £8bn for fuck’s sake. Fuck Public Schools as registered charities so they pay less tax. Fuck The South. Fuck Sports Direct. Fuck taking EMA off the bairns. Fuck the extra shit with University tuition fees. Fuck the shite about public sector pensions. Fuck Phillip Green reviewing how Government spends tax-payers money from his tax haven. Fuck Lord Ashcroft and his Non-Dom status. Fuck Dame Shirley Porter. Fuck The Sun. Fuck Geoffrey Archer the lying cunt. Fuck the racist cunts at the Daily Express. Fuck Neil and Christine Hamilton. Fuck Duck Island. Fuck the Countryside Alliance. Fuck The BNP. Fuck The English Defence League. Fuck Talksport. Fuck The Telegraph. Fuck Phil Collins. Fuck Coldplay. Fuck Wembley Stadium. Fuck Sunderland.
The flag that you praise and the anthems that you sing and the rulers that you weep and kneel before have as much loyalty to you as a plantation owner had to his slaves. And sadly, plantation slaves had more pride than we do.
In conversations with other anarchists, one of the problems which comes up frequently for community organisers is the trade-off of volunteering against jobs. If you volunteer to run a park for free, the park-keeper’s wage drops out of the system. Not a problem for a stockbroker perhaps, but this tax-based income is a major form of economic redistribution. If you demand that people do jobs but refuse to use money you’ve taken off the wealthy to fund them, you are not helping to build communities but destroying their collective income.