Our Blood Runs Green From Greed......
vegandbeat:

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fuckyeahanarchopunk:

“they passed a note, from one cell block to the others, and then by common consent, the next day, they were all gathered in the middle of each cell block, and when the noon whistle blew, they began to jump up and down simultaneously,  up and down, up and down singing all the time. And finally they hit the resonating frequency of that jail, and cracked the south wall. They broke the jail.

And Jack Miller said, “thus proving, everlastingling, what a union is, a way to get things done together, you can’t get done alone.”

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blanche-dubois:

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blanche-dubois:

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Yo!

Yo!

yeah im for sure going friday and saturday, thursday maybeee but my room mate wants me to go to some industrial/minimalist/crap show with her that night

you're welcome to crash at our place if you need somewhere to stay we live a few blocks away from locked out (where friday's show is at) we've already got 3 ppl (people from tumblr actually lol) crashing here friday and saturday i think but tons of floor space.

haha i like that "things that are comically oversized" is in your list of interests

thats fucking awesome, i really appreciate it sam! send me your number and ill hit you up when i get to chicago on thursday. we’re gonna have to RAGE!

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sick and tired of being sick and tired

Chicago!

if anyone knows where i should go in chicago to meet some kids for the crust fest let me know. im going up a day early and i dont know anything about chicago. i get into chicago around 330 on thursday oct 7th. 

all the hostels are near the lake and the motels are way too much for me to afford, so id like to find a floor or couch to sleep on.

thanks!

Chicago!

 I need some info on chicago, if anyone knows it well or can help me out that would be awesome. I’m trying to find a cheap place to stay near the apocalyptic crust fest venue (Black Hole) if i cant find anyone with a couch or floor to sleep on.thanks everyone!

fuckyeahanarchopunk:

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King Arthur: Old woman.
Dennis: Man.
King Arthur: Man, sorry. What knight lives in that castle over there?
Dennis: I'm 37.
King Arthur: What?
Dennis: I'm 37. I'm not old.
King Arthur: Well I can't just call you "man".
Dennis: Well you could say "Dennis".
King Arthur: I didn't know you were called Dennis.
Dennis: Well you didn't bother to find out did you?
King Arthur: I did say sorry about the "old woman", but from behind you looked--
Dennis: What I object to is you automatically treatin' me like an inferior.
King Arthur: Well, I am king.
Dennis: Oh, king, eh? Very nice. And how'd you get that, then? By exploiting the workers! By hanging on to outdated imperialist dogma which perpetuates the economic and social differences in our society! If there's ever going to be any progress--
Peasant Woman: Dennis, there's some lovely filth down here. Oh, how do you do?
King Arthur: How do you do good lady? I am Arthur, king of the Britons. Whose castle is that?
Peasant Woman: King of the who?
King Arthur: The Britons.
Peasant Woman: Who are the Britons?
King Arthur: We all are. We are all Britons and I am your king.
Peasant Woman: I didn't know we had a king. I thought we were an autonomous collective.
Dennis: You're fooling yourself. We're living in a dictatorship; a self-perpetuating autocracy in which the working classes--
Peasant Woman: Oh there you go, bringing class into it again.
Dennis: That's what it's all about, if only people would realize--
King Arthur: Please good people I am in haste. Who lives in that castle?
Peasant Woman: No one lives there.
King Arthur: Then who is your lord?
Peasant Woman: we don't have a lord.
King Arthur: What?
Dennis: I told you. We're an anarcho-syndicalist commune. We take it in turns to act as sort-of-executive officer for the week--
King Arthur: Yes.
Dennis: But all the decisions of that officer have to be ratified at a special biweekly meeting--
King Arthur: Yes, I see.
Dennis: By a simple majority, in the case of purely internal affairs--
King Arthur: Be quiet!
Dennis: But by a two thirds majority, in the case of more major--
Arthur: Be quiet! I order you to be quiet!
Peasant Woman: Order, eh? Who does he think he is?
King Arthur: I am your king.
Peasant Woman: Well, I didn't vote for you.
King Arthur: You don't vote for kings.
Peasant Woman: Well, how'd you become king, then?
King Arthur: The Lady of the Lake, her arm clad in the purest shimmering samite, held aloft Excalibur from the bosom of the water, signifying by divine providence that I, Arthur, was to carry Excalibur. That is why I am your king.
Dennis: Listen. Strange women lying in ponds distributing swords is no basis for a system of government. Supreme executive power derives from a mandate from the masses, not from some farcical aquatic ceremony.
King Arthur: Be quiet!
Dennis: You can't expect to wield supreme executive power just 'cause some watery tart threw a sword at you!
King Arthur: Shut up!
Dennis: Oh but if I went 'round sayin' I was Emperor, just because some moistened bint lobbed a scimitar at me, they'd put me away.
King Arthur: Shut up! Will you shut up?!
Dennis: Ah, now we see the violence inherent in the system!
King Arthur: Shut up!
Dennis: Oh! Come and see the violence inherent in the system! Help, help, I'm being repressed!
King Arthur: Bloody Peasant!
Dennis: That's what I'm on about! Did you see him repressing me? You saw him, Didn't you?