De vandalen verdwenen snel in de wijk Exarcheia, het centrum van het Griekse politieke en culturele ongenoegen.

Politieke en culturele ongenoegen?
WTF?

Dat is Grieks voor 'vogelaarwijk'

Ah!

Okee, je moet even deze brief lezen die Jorgos Voutsis-Vogiatsis heeft geschreven over zijn eigen daad lezen. Als Sartre een breinaneurisme zou hebben geleden waarna hij in de cel was geslingerd voor overval zou hij het ook ongeveer zo opschrijven:

"To attack the modern institutions of repression and exploitation, it takes -first of all- to refuse the mass production of consciences that this world gives birth to. Authority no more stands for a privileged technique of administration, held fast in the net of a minority elite. It is a pervasive social relationship that finds its expression in every aspect of every day life. The transmutation of social antagonism has inevitably created the necessity for the refabrication and the sophistication of the old terms of repression. This process did not appear out of the blue, nor was it simply forced by physical violence. Social relations have been shaped over the course of decades spent inside the social factory; they have plenty of their own keywords. Integration, “morality”, homogeneity, “proper citizenship”. That’s the way the bosses manufactured the managers and their supervisors, the modern class to bridge the gap that were named syndicalists as well as, of course, the obedient worker, who, having broken –at last- the chainsaws of mass production, is now able to afford his own proper handcuffs. They created volunteers to raise the vision of “Great Greece”. Unpaid submissive people who named their volontary servitute “giving back to society”. Social groups working for the maintenance of the existent repression and exploitation that now act the role of shock absorbers contributing to the global attack of the rulers.

Organisations (i.e. the N.G.O.s) created out of democracy's need to show a humanitarian public image. Based on non-violence and charity they are busily preparing the cemeteries for tomorrow's casualties on their battlefields of democracy. They maintain the modern work camps in the third-world countries. Factories of misery, where the slaves of economy build the glass window of western civilization, as well as the consent of the modern schizo-proletariat, transforming its class conscience into consumerist conscience.

The “proper citizens”, the armed heroes of the greek democracy constitute the modern expression of law and order. They participate actively in volunteer work in security projects, they inform the police on suspicious figures and even attack delinquents themselves. They get their little awards from the police for their achievements and feel proud. The demand for security is not an imposed convention anymore. It is a social instinct. A pervasive militarized demand for the merciless defence of property. The cops are not the only ones in uniforms. This world's morality wears a uniform too, and has enlisted with vigor on the side of the bosses.

On 3-10-2007 I robbed the ETE (Ethniki) bank on Gyzi Street. On my way out, about 1,5 minute after the robbery and once I got on my bicycle, I noticed a passerby crossing Ragkavi Street not far from where I was (a street parallel to the one I was on), who was heading towards me. After a short dialogue and while I was still on my bicycle, this passerby turned into a “hero” and kicked my bicycle resulting to its crashing with a passing car, and me falling down, on the pavement. From that point on alarm sirens were blasting all around me...

My choice to rob a bank constitutes a point in my way to negation. Guerilla attacks to the enemy’s wealth under by acts of expropriation uphold a perpetuous choice of attack, historically consistent to the history of negation. Consistency has to move with a military step between thinking and acting. Rioters, robbers, arsonists, they are all detonators to set off the same war. The negation of work is a partial negation of the economy and its world. Wage labour is an alienated process producing inequalities, based upon one’s exploitation by another. It is the commercialization of humanity's natural urge for creation and its integration in the social factory of alienated relations. Alienated work has its own ethics of submission. Legality, the boss-model, career.

Where do you work? How much do you earn? When do you get a day-off? Questions to inquire the subject’s social status. Alienated work manages and organizes also leisure/spare time, that is equally modified by the work status that enslaves it (weekend, holidays, days off). In reality, alienated work defines our whole existence. Our every day chat: How was work? When do you get paid? Our mood: I ‘m dead-tired today, not in a mood for anything, I have to wake up early in the morning. We can finally see how exactly the deep meaning of time is in great degree shaped upon the world of labor and the needs of the economy. The immaterial dimension of time takes on a material expression modified by the schedule of our every day captivity. Robbing an economic mechanism of captivity is not the only choice to realize negation to work. But even attacks against economic targets constitute a radical suggestion of organization and struggle, which jumpstarts the project for the destruction of work.

I will say it again: the negation of work constitutes a partial negation of economy and its world. For example: the expropriation of commodities (from bookstores, super markets) constitutes a kind of negation of consumption, though not a total attack on economy. Robbing a bank is a way of negating work, but is not a total attack on capitalism. If the end justify anything, it's not the means, but the choices developed for action. The means follow the decision to act. They are dialectically related to the project. They are shaped inside it, but don’t shape it. My decision to rob the ETE bank at Gyzi was not a vindictive, fortuitous attempt based on the weapons I possessed, but a point in my way to a total negation of this world. A way with no final destination, but with many intermediate points. Many as the guns a revolutionary possesses at his arsenal. S

Oh ja.
Exarcheia is bepaald gen vogelaarwijk.

Het is de intellectuele baretdragende strjdliederenzingende rive gauche van Athene.

Haha, horror zei strjdliederenzingende...

Ik moet bij dit soort dingen altijd denken aan een of andere bioloog die zei 'mensen vergelijken zichzelf vaak met chimpansees als 'next-of-kin', omdat dat een apensoort is die ook oorlog voert. Eigenlijk klopt dat niet; mensen hebben qua groepsgedrag veel meer weg van gorilla's. En gorilla's leven solitair..'

Jorgos heeft een hoop sterke (en langdradige) punten, maar klinkt overwegend als een hele depressieve vent. Het is maar goed dat hij heeft gekozen een bank te overvallen, want met zijn kijk op het leven had hij ook een school binnen kunnen vallen

Ja hoor Reet, op zijn edets nu.nl volgen en heisa maken. Trap die kerel de grond in, prima, maar ff nu.nl checken is net te weinig voor de stempel eigen onderzoek.

@¹/₂ stereo,

“maar ff nu.nl checken is net te weinig voor de stempel eigen onderzoek.”

het gaat hier om een linkdump! En de zin die reet waarschijnlijk opviel was deze;

“en zoon van een bekend linkse politicus die daarom niet in de cel thuishoort”

Da's alles, leg eens uit wat dat met geenstijl te maken heeft.
(Kan iemand trouwens samenvatten wat horror hier geplempt heeft?)

Samenvatting voor Mo' Sahaf: They are dialectically related to the project.

Dialectiek betekent dat het gaat om een student die geen meisje kan krijgen.

...en dat een ander daar schuld aan heeft.

*Zal nooit meeer 's nacht comments posten*

de bands waren wel goed...

Niks hoor, mono, het was mijn eerste gedachte ook. Maar het ging neem ik aan om de manier waarop nu.nl het had verwoord.

Dus die knuppel overvalt een bank en wordt door een voorbijganger van z'n fiets geschopt.

Dan heb je, inderdaad, wel zo'n manifest nodig om te voorkomen dat mensen denk wat je echt bent; een knuppel.

Next.

Oh! Come and see the violence inherent in the system! Help! Help! I'm being repressed!

@Doc: Shut up Neil!