Classe

class-struggle-anarchism:

Just reading this bollocks about something called “classism” from this links and resources post that was going around … ooft it’s a pile of shite.

The group that make it are called ‘class action’ and their logo has the subheading:

“building bridges across the class divide”

Which pretty much sums it up. They want to smooth out relations between the classes by getting rich people to befriend us, listen to our life experiences and ‘check their privileges. ‘

They want “a world without classism” which:

“treats people from every background, class status, and rank with dignity and respect;”

So, we still have to do al the work while they make all the profit, but we get treated nicely. Working class isn’t an identity, it’s a position in society - the fucking bottom. If you want us to stay at the bottom then you don’t respect us, and all the kind words in the world won’t change that. I don’t care if you feel guilty for being rich (you bloody well should) - I don’t want you to feel comfortable with my working classness because I don’t feel comfortable with it. I want to see an end to all classes, and yours fucking first, sunshine.

The only reason we should build a bridge between classes is to go drag the rich out of their homes and fuckin’ hang them on it.

Class-based analysis of ‘Genie in a bottle’

class-struggle-anarchism:

hayrr:

Communist Alliance for Christina Aguilera (CACA)

Comrade Christina will lead us to victory.

I don’t need this page anymore

dr-awesome-md:

Forever alone, it seems.

(via amodernmanifesto)

(via lenins-little-potato)

revolutionaryhopes:

That’s the point where you start to tell them about the good word of our comrade and savior Karl Marx. Eternal emancipation from the capitalist class can only be found by the class conscious acceptance of the materialist dialectic, after all.

classe: some time ago I tried to sell to a couple of Jehovah witnesses that knocked at my door a copy of the Socialist Worker.

(via fuckyeahmarxismleninism)

Giornalista: “senta ma ha mai pensato di rischiare la vita?”
Colangelo: “no mai”
Giornalista: “ma nemmeno un pochino? Un piede magari?”

La vergogna, lo schifo di essere uno zombi senzacervello.

Raga, clima da anni di piombo, son tornate le BR. Aspettiamoci i treni autoesplosivi nelle stazioni e gli agguati delle auto fasciste colluse con i motorini mafiosi.