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Title: Among the Thugs Author: David Graeber Date: Sept. 3rd 2001 Language: en Topics: Italy, police, Genoa 2001 Source: 9/30/22 from https://inthesetimes.com/article/among-the-thugs
SEPTEMBER 3, 2001
Compare two abandoned streets in Genoa during the weekend of the
G8summit, immediately after confrontations between protesters and
police. The first, a mile-long stretch along Via Tolemaide overlooking a
train yard where Ya Basta! had faced off against riot cops on July 20,
was scattered with oddly whimsical debris: slabs of rubber padding, bits
of mock-Roman foam armor, balloons and abandoned plexiglas shields with
inscriptions like ​“Yuri Gagarin Memorial Space Brigade.”
The other, along Corso Marconi (one of the city’s main thoroughfares)
the next day, was the sort of scene one might see in the aftermath of a
riot almost anywhere: shattered glass from storefront windows, charred
automobile parts, and, everywhere, spent tear-gas canisters and jagged
rocks. It was the first kind of confrontation, not the second, that was
anathema to the Italian police. The carabinieri set out to create a
riot, and that was exactly what they managed to produce.
A word of background: Ya Basta! is an Italian social movement most
famous for their tutti bianci, or ​“white overalls,” a kind of nonviolent
army who gear up in elaborate forms of padding, ranging from foam armor
to inner tubes to rubber-ducky flotation devices, helmets and their
signature chemical-proof white jumpsuits to create what Italian
activists like to call a ​“new language” of direct action. Where once the
only choice seemed to be between the Gandhian approach or outright
insurrection – either Martin Luther King Jr. or Watts, with nothing in
between – Ya Basta! has been trying to invent a completely new
territory. The tutti bianci completely eschew any action that would
cause harm to people or even property (usually), but at the same time do
everything possible to avoid arrest or injury.
Ya Basta! – which began as a Zapatista solidarity group but has since
evolved into a political network linking dozens of squats and social
centers in major Italian cities – combines innovative tactics and an
increasingly broad and sophisticated set of demands. To the usual calls
for direct democracy, the leitmotif of the ​“anti-globalization” movement
everywhere, they’ve made three major additions: A principle of global
citizenship, the elimination of all controls over freedom of movement in
the world (Ya Basta! especially has targeted immigration detention
facilities); a universally guaranteed ​“basic income” to replace programs
like welfare and unemployment (originally derived from the French MAUSS
group); and free access to new technologies – in effect, extreme limits
to the enforcement of intellectual property rights. (Most Americans
assume these ideas derive from Michael Hardt and Antonio Negri’s book
Empire. They don’t. They got them from Ya Basta!) As an idea, Ya Basta!
has been expanding rapidly: there are already offshoots in England (the
Wombles), Australia (the Wombats), Spain, Finland and many U.S. cities
such as New York and Cincinnati.
After the June 15 demonstrations in Gothenburg, Sweden, in which three
activists were shot with live ammunition, Ya Basta! became seriously
worried about what might happen in Genoa. The organization made an offer
to the police: They would guarantee no aggressive behavior of any kind
toward persons or property, if the police would use only non-lethal arms
– rubber bullets but not real guns. The police reply amounted to a snort
of contempt: Not only would they be carrying guns, they were already
ordering body bags.
Nonetheless the first day of protests, on Thursday, July 19, began
auspiciously enough, and very much in the Ya Basta! spirit with a march
in favor of ​“freedom of movement” – an estimated 60,000 people led by
pop star Manu Chao and representatives of Genoa’s immigrant communities.
Despite occasional attempts at police provocation, the march was
entirely peaceful.​“It was the first time,” a young Irish participant
told me, watching lin PUBLISHED IN
e after line of marchers – Italian communists, Swiss syndicalists,
Danish pacifists, all calling for Europe to open its borders – ​“that I
actually felt proud to be a European.”
On Friday, however, more than 100,000 people were preparing to march
from half a dozen different locations to the ​“red zone,” that section of
the city surrounding the old Ducal Palace where the G8 leaders were
meeting. The marchers ranged from radical labor unions and reformist
groups like the French ATTAC to pagans and a theatrical ​“pink bloc.” Ya
Basta! itself had marshaled a column perhaps 10,000 strong. Some were
simply intending to march up to the wall, others to blockade the
entrances. Still others were determined to get past the elaborate
fortifications. By the end of the day, every single group had been
assaulted by the police. The police strategy was clearly planned well in
advance. What made this situation distinctly abnormal was that this
time, the police had provided a ​“Black Bloc” of their own. Over and
over, on Saturday came reports of a mysterious group of 30 to
40​“anarchists” whom nobody else had ever seen before; huge guys, for the
most part, and extraordinarily violent – willing, even, to physically
assault other (real) anarchists who tried to stop them from attacking
small shops and setting fire to cars.
By the end of the day, after countless sightings of these ​“Black
Blockers” emerging from police stations, hobnobbing with carabinieri or
assisting with arrests, the only question left in anyone’s mind was
whether one was dealing with undercover cops or fascist vigilantes
working with the police. (The tendency of carabinieri stations to sport
portraits of Mussolini and fascist insignia inside suggested this might
have been a somewhat blurry distinction.)
The phony bloc would suddenly appear, smashing windows and overturning
dumpsters, right next to each column the cops wanted to attack; the
police themselves would show up a few minutes afterward and proceed to
lob massive amounts of high-intensity tear gas and pepper spray into the
area just after the phony bloc left; this would be followed by baton
charges meant to break bones and splatter blood. Pacifists were charged
while holding out palms painted white; a women’s march was attacked
after performing a spiral dance ceremony. Ya Basta!, who came in a
column headed by giant eight-foot plexiglas shields borne by padded
youths in motorcycle helmets, was entirely unprepared for the intensity
of the chemical warfare – much worse than anything used in Italy before.
They arrived with musicians and even padded dogs, aiming simply to march
up to the red zone and perhaps push at the barricades once they got
there.
Under past, Social Democratic regimes, the police often seemed rather
bemused by such games; under newly elected President Silvio Berlusconi,
however, the attitude was completely different. Police cut off the march
before they reached Bringole Station and started a major gas attack,
lobbing shells like mortar fire well behind the front lines; people
started collapsing and vomiting behind their shields; at the front,
police were firing gas canisters like bullets directly at people’s heads
and, eventually, shooting live ammunition.
With the march stopped in its tracks, many people (myself included)
started exploring side streets looking for a way around; carabinieri
helicopters were dropping tear gas canisters like bombs overhead, but
their numbers on the ground, in those twisty streets and tiny piazzas,
were much smaller. Angry protesters, and even angrier local residents
who did not appreciate the massive use of chemical weapons on their
apartments, started throwing stones; on several streets, the police had
to beat a hasty retreat; in others, there was veritable hand-to-hand
combat. It was in the ensuing chaos that Carlo Giuliani, a local kid,
was shot and killed.
As soon as they heard that someone had died, Ya Basta! pulled their
people out. This was not the sort of battle they had come for. But
battles continued to rage for the rest of that day and into the next.
Near the convergence center at Kennedy Plaza, people started setting
fire to banks; what was supposed to be a peaceful march on Saturday
ended in a pitched battle where hundreds of people threw rocks and
bottles at the carabinieri, who could only dislodge them by bringing up
a tank. That evening ended with a midnight raid on the Independent Media
Center, in which the police’s fascist auxiliaries were unleashed on
sleeping activists.
No one is quite sure why the Italian police raided the IMC. It might
have been a sheer act of terrorism. It might have been because they were
aware that videographers inside had compiled a good deal of compromising
footage of the phony Black Bloc working with police. The latter would
explain why, once inside, they put so much energy into appropriating
every video cassette in sight. (If so, it was all to no avail – footage
of ​“anarchists” emerging from a police station appeared on the nightly
news in Italy a few days later.) The IMC itself was a five-story
building – donated, oddly enough, by the city government – which
contained a clinic, space for press conferences, radio stations, offices
for writers, film editing, and one suite being used by the Genoa Social
Forum, an umbrella group that coordinated arrangements for the protests,
and which had mainly concerned itself with managing a nearby welcoming
center and sponsoring an ongoing five-day lecture series about
democratic alternatives to corporate globalization.
There, the amount of damage the police could do was limited by the
fortuitous presence of a Minister of the European Parliament. (“When she
held out her identity card,” one eyewitness reported, ​“it was like
holding up a cross to vampires.”) They still held everyone in detention
for most of an hour while they appropriated films and documents. Across
the street, however, was a ​“safe space,” an unused schoolhouse in which
at least a hundred activists were sleeping and preparing food; there,
the police allowed their allies to take off their black sweatshirts
(revealing ​“polizia”T-shirts) and go on a total rampage, beating
sleeping teen-agers, leaving shattered bodies, broken bones and pools of
blood.
Everyone inside was arrested, many carried out in stretchers (according
to unconfirmed reports, at the time of writing 18 activists are still
unaccounted for). Like almost everyone arrested in Genoa (many of them
actually removed from hospital beds and carried off to jail), they
returned to their own countries reporting systematic torture. The police
justified it all by saying they were raiding the offices of the Genoa
Social Forum, nerve center of the violent Black Bloc activity. And sure
enough, the next day Reuters headlines affirmed: ​“Genoa Police Raid
Headquarters of Violent Protesters.”
The very existence of something called the IMC was not even mentioned in
any mainstream American reporting that I have seen so far. All of this
is in accord with common journalistic standards, whereby the word
​“violent” can be attributed, generically, to protesters on the slightest
provocation, but never, under any circumstances, to forces authorized by
the state. But it is a matter of no little irony that even in Italy,
where much of the press is actually owned by Berlusconi, the coverage
was far more skeptical of the official version than in the U.S. media.
What is called the anti-globalization movement (increasingly, people
within it are just calling it the ​“globalization movement”) is trying to
change the direction of history – ultimately, the very structure of
society – without resort to weapons. What makes this feasible is
globalization itself: the increasing speed with which it is possible to
move people, possessions and ideas around.
What politicians and the corporate press call ​“globalization,” of
course, is really the creation and maintenance of institutions (the WTO,
G8 summits, the IMF) meant to limit and control that process so as to
guarantee it produces nothing that would discomfit a tiny governing
elite: Tariffs can be lowered, but immigration restrictions have to be
increased; large corporations are free to take profits wherever and
however they like, but any ideas about forms of economic organization
that would not look like large profit-seeking corporations must be
strictly censored, etc. The threat of real global democracy is probably
their greatest fear, and the unprecedented growth of the movement –
Seattle was considered huge at 50,000 protesters; Genoa, a year and a
half later, drew perhaps 200,000 – must seem utterly terrifying.
This is why the battle of images is so strategic. Ya Basta! understands
that ​“protection” for activists can never consist primarily of foam
rubber padding. When the state really wishes to take off the gloves, it
can. Violence is something states do very well. If their hands are tied,
it is because centuries of political struggle have produced a situation
in which politicians and police have to be at least minimally responsive
to a public that has come to believe that living in a civilized society
means living in one in which young idealists cannot, in fact, be
murdered in their beds. It is precisely this kind of padding that the
rulers of our world are now frantically trying to strip away.
Will it succeed? This remains to be seen. Signs in Europe are actually
rather hopeful. The media have begun to tell the real story of what
happened. The governments of France and Germany are putting intense
pressure on the Italian government to explain what happened to their
nationals in Italian jails; huge marches have occurred in every major
Italian city. It is a bit sobering, however, to observe that the U.S.
media ultimately proved far more willing to defend fascist thuggery than
their counterparts in the actual lands once governed by Petain, Hitler
and Mussolini.