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Comrade Anklebiter wrote:
I thought she was sober but, later, realized that the vitamin supplements I thought she was taking was a cannabis tincture she had cooked up.
Oh yeah, and on the way back, she told us about all her old D&D characters. I swear, sometimes I get the impression that the far left is just a bunch of nerds.
Anti-KKK rally in Faneiul Hall:
International Socialist Organization (Cliffites) = 1
Interestingly, the latter had an article denouncing the latest GE contract as a sellout. Comrade Omar worked on that contract, albeit for UE whereas the article writer is complaining about the IUE. Hmm.
Also, got my picture taken holding a "Finish the Civil War!" sign standing behind Red Steve Kirschbaum while he was giving a speech about Robert Gould Shaw and the Massachusetts 54th. Sent it to La Principessa, I'm sure she'll be jealous.
Then Mr. Comrade, the Nigerian Princess and I went and played D&D.
The Mad Hermit levelled! Woo hoo!
Looks like Mr. Comrade didn't do much during my vacation, either, except set up his cozy new domestic situation with the Nigerian Princess and play Dragon Age 3. Turns out Nigerian food is wicked spicy, and, apparently, ground dried crayfish is a staple spice. It was pretty yummy, but I could only eat half my plate it was so hot. At one point, Mr. Comrade asked how many hot peppers the NP used and she replied, "Just one. Oh, wait a sec, do you guys consider jalapenos hot peppers?" She doesn't.
Anyway, tomorrow it's:
Good thing we made a "Finish the Civil War!" sign before I went on vaykay.
Comrade Anklebiter wrote:
even the Sparts, whom, to answer your question, I haven't been a member of in over 15 years, but I still annoy my current comrades by posting their pamphlets and articles on my Facebook page.
For example (even though this isn't Facebook), in honor of today's Google picture:
Speaking of 15 years, Comrade Omar sent me a story that was shared with him by a former rep for the Oil, Chemical and Atomic Workers, who don't exist anymore. They merged with the United Steel Workers who led the successful (? I actually forget now) oil strike this past year:
So this steelworkers rep who used to be a ocaw rep tells me Dow closed down a plant in 98. They left a 7 man decommissioning crew. They forgot about them. They kept getting pay and raises until just last year when they brought someone by to survey the property they were selling and Dow realized they were still there. Said for 15 years they came in at 8am walked around the building a couple times, ate and watched TV then went home.
U-nion! U-nion! U-nion!
Usagi Yojimbo wrote:
The Bolsheviks crushed the Kornilov coup and very promptly overthrew Citizen K(e)rensky's namesake's government thereafter.
In arcane Marxist jargon, that would constitute "military support" not "critical support." "Critical support" is when you call for voting for someone even though you
'Tis true, it might sound like splitting hairs to the uninitiated, but the speaker was a founding member of the group I am currently a member of, has been involved in quasi-Trotskyist politics his entire political life and should f%!+ing know better. I asked another comrade later if maybe it was an English-as-a-second-language issue, but she said "no, he should f+&~ing know better."
Anyway, I'm not going to go through the various brands of ultraleft sectarian Trotskyism. Suffice to say, though, that the Healyites have an even more disagreeable reputation than the rest of us combined, even the Sparts, whom, to answer your question, I haven't been a member of in over 15 years, but I still annoy my current comrades by posting their pamphlets and articles on my Facebook page. Actually, come to think of it, I think we had a conversation a couple of years ago, Usagi-san, in which you looked up Comrade Healy and were like "shiznit, that guy was a freak!" Because he was.
Didn't see that coming.
Well, I'm back in the Granite State.
Went to a public meeting in Queens before I left. It had been called to celebrate the "Oxi!" vote in Greece but, of course, the whole tenor of the event changed after Tsipras stabbed the Hellenic working masses in the back and confirmed my ultraleft, sectarian opinion that the KKE, with all of their attendant problems, were right all along.
Also couldn't believe my ears when the speaker averred that even the Bolsheviks had offered Citizen K(e)rensky's namesake "critical support" in the face of the Kornilov coup.
No, they f$&@ing didn't!
I'm gonna go look up which brand of ultraleft sectarian Trotskyism Comrade Brust subscribes(ed?) to.
I had never heard of her until a trip to Brooklyn a couple months ago when La Principessa's Single Mother Comrade told me about her while telling me about a book she was reading.
When I saw
Comrade Anklebiter wrote:
Woopsie; fixed the link.
Also finished More Soviet Science Fiction and last night, while La Principessa was watching a binge-watching Supernatural, I read Fantastic Beasts and Where to Find Them by Newt Scamander.
More Soviet Science Fiction is fun thus far. Nice seeing the dialectical laws of the universe and Engels's "The Part Played by Labor in the Transition from Ape to Man" cited in stories about man's first contact with alien species.
Found another 50 cent copy of Tess and this one had a map of Wessex in the front, so that's nice.
Watched two more episodes of Game of Thrones and have decided that, as is to be expected, the show is a pale shadow of the book with all of the characters rendered flat, crass and unsubtle. I am actively disliking the show and impatiently waiting for characters to do it. Think I'm going to reverse myself and watch before I read. Hopefully, that will improve matters.
"Any privileged group will inevitably seek to put a brake on progress in order to retain its privileges, while the oppressed section of society is bound to fight all such attempts in order to stand up for its own rights."
--Ivan Yefremov, "The Heart of the Serpent" in More Soviet Science Fiction edited by Isaac Asimov
And all you reformists, Chardonnay socialists and Democratic Party hacks will be pleased to hear that party discipline required that I go to a Bernie Sanders appearance at Nashua Community College. [Shakes fist]
But while my Boston comrades were saying "We agree with a lot of what Bernie says, we just think he should run an independent campaign" I was saying "Join the fight against racist cop terror!" Oh yeah, and wearing my Lenin t-shirt.
There was some murmurs about me being an ultraleft, but f!~% 'em.
Huzzah! Comrade Gersen mentioned that to me before, but I haven't found all the Brust books I've been picking up to see if I have them all in order.
As for the Coloured Princess, well, I am no expert in accents or nothin', but she sounded a lot posher than those dudes in Lethal Weapon 2. Maybe she studied in ol' Blighty? Regardless, it was, indeed, sexy.
Comrade Closet, that's a big long question that I may or may not come back to depending on my mood.
Up to the issues that were published in the mid-'90s when a young Doodlebug was first coming around. Articles on the war on drugs and mass incarceration fifteen years before The New Jim Crow came out. No wonder I liked that book so much.
Well, looks like I can still post here thus far. Might change after the Left Coast gets up, though...
Comrade Anklebiter wrote:
Anyway, tomorrow morning, Pack the Courts for Devante Degree! (local kid who's mom is LBW-CW) and, in the evening, candlelight vigil for Charleston....
Not much of a case, I know, but you gotta start somewhere.
Candlelight vigil went pretty well, too. Sold the Nigerian Princess a Spart pamphlet and the Unitarian Universalist pastor said a "Prayer for CAJE"!
We're comin' up in the world!
Didn't hear any thunder, but there was quite a bit of rain.
Anyway, tomorrow morning, Pack the Courts for Devante Degree! (local kid who's mom is LBW-CW) and, in the evening, candlelight vigil for Charleston. Following day meeting with Boston comrades to go over our disagreements about [redacted redacted redacted] and Friday, Let the Fire Burn film showing.
And because I can't find Black History and the Class Struggle Nos. 13 or 14 which I set aside to read and then promptly lost,
Comrade Anklebiter wrote:
Speaking of which, started in on Aptheker's American Negro Slave Revolts. S'alright.
Current events, alas, won't stay out of my reading:
Lou Diamond wrote:
so Regan did not expend any of his political capitol on South Africa as it was not on his top ten list of things to do during the time of his Presidency not because of his views on South Africa.
Sounds like he expended some capital.
It's a Marxist dictum (or maybe a Leninist one, I forget) that you only know the world to the extent that you intervene into it, but I have always found that the more activism I do, the less I can follow the news. Hence the lack of links in this thread of late.
Anyway, paper sales, CAJE meetings, internal squabbles, and a visit to the UU church for a presentation by a Veterans for Peace member on "Moving Beyond Militarism: Ferguson, Baltimore, Baghdad and Beyond."
Latter was given by a mild-mannered, friendly black vet who was involved with the Organization for Black Struggle and the Don't Shoot Coalition in St. Louis. During the discussion period, an elderly wizard-looking white man with a lazy eye started talking about Bastille Day and the French Revolution and how he hoped that there would be a peaceful revolution in the United States and, if we all tried really hard, we could replace the political leadership of the country in two years. Mild-mannered friendly black vet sez: "I have to disagree with you. What you're talking about is fundamental change and to get fundamental change in the United States, you're going to need to have a real revolution, and I'm afraid it's going to be bloody. Because, what we're talking about here, whether it's the struggle for peace, or for black freedom, or whatever, is coming up against the power of capitalism."
Looked him up on the internet and discovered, via a right-wing wikipedia page, that he is an American cothinker of Comrade Longears.
Anyway, I shouldn't even have posted that secret SMURF report. Democratic centralism and all that.
La Principessa lost her re-election bid for union delegate last Tuesday. She went into a tizzy of self-loathing despair even though she lost by only five votes and her chapter leader, with whom she had been clashing with, also was kicked out. Seems pretty clear to me that the rank-and-file didn't like their constant bickering so they voted all the incumbents out, but she refused to see it that way and interpreted it as a plebiscite on whether she was a good person or not. Sent me a whole bunch of text messages wildly alternating between "LEAVE ME ALONE! I'll work this out on my own" and "Why didn't you answer the phone? Why aren't you there for me?!?!?"
So, I being me, I skipped work for two days and went down early. She, of course, only remembered the messages that said "Leave me alone!" and accused me of disrespecting her wishes. I said, "Fine, I'll go back tomorrow." She then cried. Then I got her stoned, we watched some Game of Thrones, she climaxed seven times and then cooed, "Ooh, baby, I didn't realize how much I missed you..."
Spent the next five days getting through two episodes of AGoT. She texts me on my way back to New England that she is worried that all we ever do is have sex. I think (but don't text back) that the reason all we ever do is have sex is that everytime I visit she can't leave the apartment because she is either way behind on her grading or else is falling apart emotionally. [Sigh]
Anyway, it was a good visit. Have to remind myself that I'm almost 40 and can't have sex four times a day for five days straight.
Lessee...politics: This month we're having a film showing of Let the Fire Burn and a fundraiser in the park. Should be fun, Mr. Comrade is setting up a "Proletarian Dunk Tank" in which you can pay one dollar to throw water balloons at him in a cop mask. In addition to that, La Principessa ran into one Jeffrey B. Perry at Left Forum and he has tentatively agreed to come up to Lowell and lecture on Theodore W. Allen and The Invention of the White Race. In fact, I'm starting to think that I should train La Principessa to honeypot all the aging male comrades (looking at you, Red Steve!) and corral them into giving us lectures. It's for the revolution, baby!
Indeed, CC! Next time we'll bring the Nigerian Princess; she was upset that she didn't get a crack at your books. She had to attend her sister's wedding. Yeah, I know, right, where are her priorities?
I've got so many new books I don't know what to do with them! Anyway, yeah, let me know when you are settled.
Didn't get to go to Left Forum and, while my back was turned, Red Steve Kirschbaum put the moves on La Principessa.
Reinstate the School Bus 4!
In other news, after the CAJE meeting on Saturday, Mr. Comrade and I were sitting around waiting for the Nigerian Princess. "What are you going to do tonight?" I asked. "I don't know," he replied. "You should kidnap her and bring her up to NH to play D&D." "Oh, no..." he said. When she got in the car, Mr. Comrade suggested a variety of plans, all of which she wasn't excited about. Then I said, "You wanna come play D&D with us?" and she lit up. "Oh, yes, I've never played, I would like to see that."
So we bring her and it turns out The Black Goblin couldn't play as he had domestic preparing-for-baby-goblin plans (mostly putting together a cage), so the Nigerian Princess played his character, after having him transition gender-wise. Then her character had oral sex with Mr. Comrade's character (can't wait to tell The Black Goblin about that). It must have been exciting because later that night they had oral sex irl for the first time.
D&D will get you laid!
(Unfortunately, I can't tag the photo of me using an archery target to re-enact The Mad Hermit's pitiful encounter with the bear cub.)
CAJE stuff all week. Had a movie showing last night for a documentary called The Color of Fear but I didn't get to watch it because I was too busy sitting outside texting La Principessa and (not terribly successfully) trying to console her through a pretty bad fit of depression and anxiety.
Anyway, there were about 30 attendees and all the 350 activists were jealous of how quickly our group is growing. Vive le Galt!
Funny bit from earlier in the week:
There's this middle-class black woman, a poetry professor at the local community college, who started coming to stuff. She mainly shows up because she's friends with the "anarcho-Zionist d$~$," but after a while, she decided that she wanted to try and get with Mr. Comrade and started getting involved. Then she discovered that Mr. Comrade and the Nigerian Princess are into each other and the poetry professor started regressing to catty teenage girl petty aggression. Shortly after this, she posts an agenda for the next CAJE meeting on Facebook with "Ground Rules" and "Privilege Workshops" as points. I start getting worried; most of the women of color in the organization are well-off professionals, students, a Nigerian princess, etc., etc; the white men in the group are Teamsters, out-of-work carpenters and steelworkers. This could get very, very ugly.
Mr. Comrade and I were worrying about it when, all of a sudden, the lone working-class black woman in the group posts on FB about how privilege workshops are a bunch of nonsense and feelgood bullshiznit for rich people and, furthermore, who the hell are you, newb, to start proposing agendas? Mr. Comrade and I sigh in relief and high five.
Later, Mr. Comrade and the LW-CBW are chatting and he tells her how much he liked her post. She responds, "Yeah, I read that and thought to myself, 'Who is this biznitch?!? Stay in your own f~%$ing own lane!'"
God, I love the working class.