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My Anarchism Problem

This was not written by me, it was written by "Bob Black".

(This was written to introduce the chapter on anarchism -- better, on anarchists -- in my book Beneath the Underground [1994].) 

MY ANARCHISM PROBLEM

by Bob Black*
Anarchism has always been problematic for me. It helped me to arrive at an unconditionally anti-statist, anti-capitalist perspective by the mid-1970's, and yet my first public statement from that perspective explained why I did not identify with anarchism. By dictionary definition, I am an anarchist, but the dictionary is only the beginning of wisdom. It cannot bestow coherence where contradictions abound or reduce differences to a unity by calling them by the same name. Once an idea is launched into history it takes more and more of its meaning from its experience. Revivalist calls to return to first principles prove the point, for they are history too. And just as no Protestant sect has ever really recreated the primitive Church, no subsequent anarchist fundamentalism ever did or could reenact pure anarchism on Bakuninist, Kropotkinist or any other models. Anything which has entered importantly into the practice of the anarchists has a place in the anarchist phenomenon-in-process, whether or not it is logically deducible from the idea or even contradicts it. Sabotage, vegetarianism, assassination, pacifism, free love, co-operatives and strikes are all aspects of anarchism which their anarchist detractors try to dismiss as un-anarchist. To call yourself an anarchist is to invite identification with an unpredictable array of associations, an ensemble which is unlikely to mean the same thing to any two people, including any two anarchists. (The most predictable is the least accurate: the bomb-thrower. But anarchists have thrown bombs and some still do.) The trouble with anarchists is that they think they have agreed on what they all oppose -- the state -- whereas all they have agreed on is what to call it. You could make a good case that the greatest anarchists were nothing of the sort. Godwin wanted the state to wither away, but gradually, and not before the progress of enlightenment prepared people to do without it. Which seems to legitimate really existing statism and culminate in the banality that if things were different they would not be the same. Proudhon, who served in the French national legislature, in the end arrived at a theory of "federalism" which is nothing but the devolution of most state power on local governments. Kropotkin's free communes may not be nation-states but they sure sound like city-states. Certainly no historian would regard as anything but ludicrous Kropotkin's claim that medieval cities were anarchist. If some of the greatest anarchists, upon inspection, appear to fall somewhat short of consistency on even the defining principle of anarchism itself -- the abolition of the state -- it is not too surprising if some of the lesser lights are likewise dim bulbs. The One Big Union of the syndicalists, who also uphold the duty to work, is one big state to everybody else, and totalitarian to boot. Some "anarcha"-feminists are book-burners. Dean Murray Bookchin espouses third-party politics and municipal statism, eerily parallel to the borderline fascist militia/Posse Comitatus movement which would abolish all government above the county level. And Bakunin's "invisible government" of anarchist militants is, at best, a poor choice of words, especially on the lips of a Freemason. Anarchists are at odds over work, industrialism, unionism, urbanism, science, sexual freedom, religion and much more which is more important, especially when taken together, than anything that unites them. Each of the North American annual "gatherings" of 1986-1989, the first time most of these anarchists dealt with one another face to face, resulted in a hemorrhage of the disillusioned. Nobody cares to host the next one, although some regional gatherings have gone off fairly well. But despite the demogogues, doctrinaires and dimwits, a portion of the anarchist press has let in some air, not all of it hot air; and oxygen is antiseptic. Anarchist or, better, anarchistic marginals have often known what to take and what to leave. A family of unorthodoxies I've called "Type 3" or "Watsonian" anarchism has made major inroads into the traditionalists in recent years. Type 3's, the category of the unclassifiables, enrich their anarchism (or whatever it is) with borrowings from neo-primitivism (or else neo-futurism!), surrealism, situationism, the joke religions (Discordian, Moorish Science, SubGenius), punk culture, dope culture, beer culture and Beat culture. Several years ago the outnumbered workerists launched a hate campaign against Type 3's among others -- lumped or I should say lumpened together by the moronic epithet "neo-individualist." We are social parasites, mystics, kiddy-diddlers and just generally amoral savages. Yeah, but they are college boys in designer hardhats. The anarchists . . . can't live with them, can't live without them. As I once informed Demolition Derby, anarchists may make lousy comrades but they're excellent customers. In 1985 I was so disgusted with the lot of them that I broke off all ties. Over the years that became meaningless, since exactly what was "anarchist" enough to boycott got blurry. Now I proceed on a case-by-case basis. This chapter, like the next, is a rogues' gallery. For some of those anarchists I respect, like Ed Lawrence and Hakim Bey, I have shown my esteem in other chapters. Meanwhile I resume the wrestle with terminology. Am I an anarchist or not? Like Feral Faun and others, I have shuffled by counterposing "anarchy" and "anarchism." Even if the distinction catches on, what to call the respective parties? This is what I suggest. Let the anarchy-ists call themselves anarchs, a word whose first known appearance -- in Milton's Paradise Lost! -- antedates anarchist by nine years. It's better because, like the corresponding distinction of monarch from monarchist, it designates not what we believe but what we are, insofar as our power permits: powers unto ourselves. Too often have the anarchists lectured me to shun "feuds" and "in-fighting" the better to fight "the real enemy," by which they mean some conveniently remote abstraction such as capitalism or the state. Mow it's arrogant for people who say I'm arrogant to tell me they're better at spotting my real enemies than I am. In its most seductive form -- the flattering suggestion that my enemies are unworthy of me -- I have refuted the argument by the way I praise John Crawford (chapter six). I might dismiss the standard, cruder version as a cynical self-serving ploy to escape my criticisms by misdirecting them. Though offered, occasionally, in good faith, it's rubbish. The Lone Ranger and Tonto are surrounded by Indians. The Ranger says, "It looks like we've had it, old friend." Tonto says, "What you mean we, paleface?" "The real enemy" is the totality of physical and mental constraints by which capital, or class society, or statism, or the society of the spectacle expropriates everyday life, the time of our lives. The real enemy is not an object apart from life. It is the organization of life by powers detached from it and turned against it. The apparatus, not its personnel, is the real enemy. But it is by and through the apparatchiks and everyone else participating in the system that domination and deception are made manifest. The totality is the organization of all against each and each against all. It includes all the policemen, all the social workers, all the office workers, all the nuns, all the op-ed columnists, all the drug kingpins from Medellin to Upjohn, all the syndicalists and all the situationists. This is't rhetoric to me; it informs my choices. It implies that I can expect to find authoritarian actions, opinions and personalities among anarchists as elsewhere. "Comrades" are not my comrades -- nor am I, at my worst, my own comrade -- insofar as they or I behave like "the real enemy." There is no real enemy apart from human agency. And what better place for authoritarians to nest than among anarchists who are so easily taken in by labels, so easily dazzled by slick production values, and so easily confused by the facts? Although it is only an ideal type, the authoritarian personality is all but completely realized in anarchists like Jon Bekken, Michael Kolhoff, Chaz Bufe, Fred Woodworth and Chris Gunderson as in anti-authoritarians like Caitlin Manning, Chris Carlsson, Adam Cornford and Bill Brown. (Anti-authoritarian, what a story that word could tell; as Bill Knott put it, "If only mouthwash could talk.") If anarchists are capable of authoritarian attitudes and ideological incoherence, I should no more hail one as a comrade, sight unseen, than I would a state trooper or used-car dealer. The label is not a warranty. An important reason for my 1985 disclaimer of anarchism was to forstall any claims on my loyalty or for exemption from criticism on the basis that "we" are on the same side. A real comrade would welcome critique. Talk of my "feuds" is usually foolishness. While there is no ultimate separation of personal from political, especially if you are as political a person as I am, predominantly personal quarrels find no place in this book. An argument does not become a feud just because I take it past the mutual monolog stage or the other guy starts calling me names. Ideologues who lack the ability or maturity to defend their opinions in depth should keep them to themselves, especially if they publish magazines. I've been accused of overkill for the following attentats against anarchist publishers Fred Woodworth and "Spider Rainbow." It's a close call. Spider Rainbow did dry up and blow away, but there's one born every minute. Woodworth wheezes along, for that which never really lived can never really die: I excavate the mummy and his mummery. The proper measure of the value of my words is not the stature of my subjects. They don't have to be important to be useful for a change.


This next one was also not written by me, but written by somebody who I see eye-to-eye with. This
Person does not state their name, but has had their work copywrighted, so don't FUCK WITH IT!

General Anarchism					written by eve n. worse
	Look it up in a dictionary.  Go ahead.  Itll tell you just what you wanted to
hear - anarchism is chaos, it is disorder.
	But anarchism is freedom, it is liberty - it means the breaking of the chains
that bind you to a person who exploits your life for their gain.  How is freedom
chaos.  Anarchy means prosperity.  Anarchism is only a terrible thing in the
eyes of those who rape freedom and murder liberty before our very own eyes.
	Anarchy means that everyone has the freedom to do as they wish and feel, but
only to the extent that they do not harm the freedom of another person.  This is
why anarchism is dangerous to those who have power over our lives - anarchism
seeks to eliminate their power.  Anarchism would mean that they would not be
able to hold the nooses over our heads - it would mean that our leaders could
not choose who will live or die or fight in a war or buy what or live where. 
Anarchism is dangerous to our leaders because it means that they would no longer
be on top.
	We have known things that our protectors will never know.  We know hunger and
fear and cold.  All they know is money, gain, and profits.  How do the leaders
of countries around the world work for the people when there are millions
homeless, poor, hungry.  Millions who do not have a shelter.  Millions who have
never known freedom.  Millions upon millions who have slaved their days away for
our corporations.  Millions who have perished at the machinery in over seas
factories so that we can have our consumer goods.
	There are countless others who have perished at the hands of those who said
they would protect us.  There are billions of people who have lost their lives
in wars so that their life would not ensure either freedom nor liberty to those
who lived on, but so that the man who sent him out to die would gain from his
death.  There are hundreds who have lost their own lives to the hands of our
occupying army - the police who was sworn to serve and protect.
	There are still more who have been beaten and tortured to fit the mold.  Even
more people are thrown into prisons for fighting for liberty or freedom.  Still
more people are casualties to our leaders because of propaganda.  There are
people who have lost their love for humynity because our government leaders tell
them to hate all who are different.
	People grow racist, sexist, homophobic all because of what another person says. 
We lose our hearts, our lives, our love to these leaders - and do they ever
suffer?  Do they ever know hunger?  Or what about fear?  Fear of being murdered
any day, fear of being imprisoned without question or beaten for being
different.  These are our protectors, our saviors, the ones who rule over
our lives.  The ones who told us not to worry - just as long as we increase
their pay.
	And one who has the power over another persons life is a danger to humynity. 
Its time that we shed off these layers of control and take a step in a positive
direction.  Oh, they say that if they add more guns on the streets that they
will lower crime.  They are the ones who add chaos and disorder in our lives. 
They are the only ones who are the terrorists.
	Anarchism means freedom.  Anarchism means peace.  And it can happen.  It wont
be there when you wake up in the morning, but why dont we work together to make
it so that one day after days of struggle, a humyn life can open her eyes to the
rising sun as a free person without boundaries, without oppression.  So that
this life can be free.
	Anarchy is liberty, but there are some who would tell you other wise.  Its
time to show them what we mean.
	Lets keep the fight alive!



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