Back behind the keyboard with a bullet in my teeth...

So here´s me, looking down the barrel of a long long winter, days filled with classes that specialize themselves out of comprehensibility (and it worries me that I do so well in them), nights and most likely weekends spent slaving for cash to pay for said classes, and the ridiculous taxes that I have to pay, in a country that denies me access to 90% of all tax-funded services...Is it any wonder I get all anarchistically (is that even a word? you decide)pissed and just run down. I know my life is materially better than most of the world's, but it doesn't matter if you're pickin cotton or dusting the Masser´s parlor, its still slavery. It´s like Gibran little essay says, everyone seems to be slaving for something, even the supposed "Masters". It seems so ridiculous when I stop to think about it, how we created a system so fucked up that nearly everyone hates at least some aspect of it, but like the decayed remnants of some island culture, we see the edifice that our misguided ancestors erected as the work of Gods, eternal and unchangeable by such pithy mortals as ourselves. So sick of that kind of thinking.

So I go looking for like-minded individuals to try to change things, in whatever small ways we can, and I get black-balled by dogma. "You're not really an anarchist, you eat meat!", "You don't really care about making a better world, you live in a country that *gasp* kills whales!!!!", "You couldn't possible understand how much more educated and enlightened I am than you, you grew up in the US!". Stupid dogmas abound. Thing is, most of these divisive little isms serve to oppress more than to liberate. I'm unabashedly interested in human freedom, first and formost. Because I am one. All these other liberation movements that seem to latch on to Anarchism serve only to slow it down and suck it dry, making it into a cliqueish more-revolutionary-than-thou lifestyle rather than a force to be reckoned with. To which I say, "Hey, Hippy! Try liberating yourself before you go off liberating everything else. Stop denouncing potential allies just because you disagree with what they eat, where they live, or what they wear. I mean, I know it makes you feel this warm sense of moral superiority, but that's all that will be keeping you warm once you've driven everyone else away. I don't care what you eat, wear, live, fuck, or work. I don't care what isms you espouse, so long as you're willing to work with me to make a better life possible." I may hate facists, and get hives from Marxists, but "Ism-ists", they're the worst.

Which brings me back full circle. As long as we keep over-specializing ourselves into bickering isms instead of just working towards those general goals we can all agree on, well, we'll still be looking down the barrel of a long and discontented winter next year. All over again.