đŸ’Ÿ Archived View for library.inu.red â€ș file â€ș dot-matrix-reviews.gmi captured on 2023-01-29 at 09:13:51. Gemini links have been rewritten to link to archived content

View Raw

More Information

âžĄïž Next capture (2024-07-09)

-=-=-=-=-=-=-

Title: Reviews
Author: dot matrix
Language: en
Topics: A Problem of Memory, Creating Anarchy, critique, Killing the Artist, Passion Fruit, Politics is Not a Banana, post-civ, review, The Rag
Source: Anarchy: a journal of desire armed

dot matrix

Reviews

Passion Fruit

Passion Fruit: Anti-Authoritarian (Con)sensuous Games

PO Box 63232

St. Louis, MO 63163

83 pages; $4

This zine describes physical, sexual and flirtatious games people can

play with each other that are creative and as safe as seems reasonable.

It discusses issues of consent, communication, and disease. It tries to

be fun and responsible.

I have a soft spot in my heart for the thinking behind this zine. I grew

up in the time before AIDS, when the shots from the Sexual Revolution

were still reverberating (including the ones of penicillin). My early

feminist years were spent thinking and reading about how breaking the

corporate, button-down affect, getting in touch with our bodies,

refusing to abide by suburban morality, were all practices that would

liberate us, as well as celebrate our liberation.

There is still something to these arguments — the understanding that we

are animals not floating brains, that bodies are to be embodied, that

the control implied by suits and high heels may be what we need to

attain to destroy this society, but will destroy us as it has the people

who believe in it. And Passion Fruit is explicit in its desire to open

up people’s options around forms of relationships, which I can only

appreciate.

But too much emphasis on sexuality is problematic too. Over-hyped

sexuality is the haven of a corporatized world; it is the award and the

consolation for our (presumed) powerlessness in the rest of our lives.

Acknowledging the power of sex in human life is one thing; understanding

how this culture has forced even more significance into sex is another.

Understanding how we are all taught to manipulate (and be manipulated

by) sex is part of that.

PF might have worked better for me if it had used different graphics.

The images drop you into the middle of a party full of strangers. Of

course some people love that jump-in-over-your-head approach, but I

prefer to go in one step at a time.

Perhaps the most serious question is about PF’s attempt to marry

hedonism with responsibility. Talking to people about how to have fun

while they relate in loaded, physical ways with people who they don’t

know is a tricky and frequently explosive business. This zine takes the

de rigueur approach of cautioning everyone to make sure that everyone

consents to everything before anybody does anything, and encouraging

people to opt out if they feel uncomfortable. This is the standard

approach made popular by sexual harassment suits everywhere: the

approach that says that we can have hedonistic fun while dotting i’s and

crossing t’s, that trust comes from having signed on the dotted line.

Perhaps this approach is the best we can do. But I would love to see an

analysis that challenges that perspective on safety, on consent, and on

play.

Politics is Not a Banana

Politics is Not a Banana

journal of vulgar discourse

issuu.com

One of a spate of zines that are being distributed primarily online as

PDFs, leaving it up to the reader whether to read it online or download

and print it out, PiNaB is a pretty, clean, light-hearted,

insurrection-inspired, thoughtful publication with a heavy design

element.

It is so designed in fact that the design becomes one of the loudest (if

ambiguous) facets of the content. For example, the footnotes are larger

than the body text, and are set off in bright red. Message: perhaps that

our roots and/ or tangents are important? Or perhaps that we should pay

attention to things that are normally considered secondary? Or perhaps,

that size and color are not in fact a measure of importance?

Documents that are published online (with the goal of people printing

them out themselves) have different (not fewer) challenges than pieces

designed for hardcopy. Instead of having to make decisions based on

price (of ink, of paper type, of shipping, etc), online documents have

to negotiate the differences between reading on a screen (short text

sections to suit reading on a monitor, a clunkier page change process,

etc) with reading in hardcopy. Pages need to work as well in color (for

the screen) as in black and white (per the limitations of most home

printers — unless your audience is primarily people who will be scamming

color copies).

PiNaB’s design means that it is not especially easy to read, either on

screen or in hard copy.

The main problem was one running thread (apparently a subpiece called

“politics is not a banananotes”?) that streams along the bottom of the

pages. This piece is particularly hard to read — as it’s very broken up

— and distracts from the other articles above it. Furthermore, the

argument for design is that reading as a sensual experience is worth

focusing on, which is contradicted by presenting the document in a way

that de-emphasizes touch.

But life is full of compromise.

This document negotiates territory between appealing and funny, and

between sincerity and jargon. One of the first images is an apparently

appreciative, but perhaps ironic, picture of a masked frat-looking white

boy grabbing his crotch in good wigger style.

There’s an argument that this sets a theme for this publication. There

is a lot of talk about sex, and some about shit, in what is clearly

attempting to reflect a transgressive integration of body and theory.

Sometimes this works, but sometimes it just turns the body into another

rhetorical device.

Post-Civ!

A brief philosophical and political introduction to the concept of

post-civilization

tangledwilderness.org

Another of the PDF / online documents that are becoming more common,

Post-Civ! comes from one of the people who brought us the excellent

magazine, Steampunk. That magazine floated above the conflicts that come

from appealing to a broad base of people who frequently don’t get along

with each other (science fiction aficionados, DIYers, crafters, anti-civ

idealogues, etc). Post-Civ! is a more direct approach to the question of

critiquing civilization while not necessarily being anti-tech, and

promotes a civilization-critique-without-modifiers. “It’s about the

anarchist urban hunter-gatherer squatting the ruins of the city living

side-by-side with the micro-hydro engineer who has rigged the water

running through the sewers to power her gristmill... It’s about never

laboring again. (In this case, we are defining labor as ‘unnecessary,

unenjoyable work’.) Frankly, it‘s about destroying civilization and

saving the world and living a life of adventure and fulfillment.”

This attempt has honorable precedents. Historically Voltairine de Cleyre

is the exemplar of anarchy without adjectives and the utopian novel

‘bolo ‘bolo by p.m. posits a future world in which contradictory

lifeways will coexist as long as certain fundamentals (eg community

size) remain stable.

While ideologues will be frustrated by the crossing of certain lines,

it’s hard to argue with the three basic premises put forth for the

definition of post-civilized thought:

Civilization is unsustainable and unsalvageable; it is neither possible

nor desirable to return to a pre-civilized state of being; figuring out

a good post-civilization is therefore appropriate. There are people who

are so attached to the definition of pre-civilization as meaning all

things good that they will have a hard time getting past number two, but

rhetoric aside, there is nothing to argue with.

The writer(s?) of Post-Civ! takes the route that is more complicated in

practice: not rejecting all technology but picking and choosing what

works for a specific situation and what doesn’t, not rejecting science

but also “not worshiping it.”

This will stick in the craw of those who see science and/or technology

as an overarching philosophy, part and parcel of the problems that we

face today, but the conflict may be a semantic one, something to

determine as (and ii) the project continues. If we agree that we have

been irretrievably shaped by our world, then the best we will ever be

able to do in overcoming it is to be skeptical of and challenging toward

the things that seem to push us to (or keep us in) the status quo.

Since being purist and heady is one way to support the status quo, and

since being unreflective and action- or product-oriented is another way

to also support the status quo, we will always be in the position of

doing the best we can in any given situation.

Post-Civ! seems to err on the side of getting along in a milieu of

people who don’t worry much about making friends, and therefore may not

satisfy many of their most obvious audience (and will probably be the

center of some conflict). But this is a fine little publication. The

question is whether the producers are prepared to weather the conflict

as bravely as de Cleyre did, and continue to flesh out the bones of

their interesting idea.

The Rag #1 Autumn 2006

PO Box 10785

Dublin 1, Ireland

www.ragdublin.org

I visited Ireland for a few weeks many years ago. I don’t have a strong

knowledge of the place. I know the basics. It’s strongly Catholic:

everything shuts down on Sundays, abortions are even more inaccessible

there than they are in the US (unlike the rest of Europe, which in

general has no question about whether women should be able to have

them). The violence of ongoing warfare; its status as one of the

earliest colonies; these realities make Ireland a very different place

than the US. So it is hard to position myself relative to the feminist

theory that I have read from Ireland, which, to my eyes, seems so

reminiscent of the 1970s.

The Rag has articles, like so many dozens of other feminist zines, on

herbal medicines, on domestic violence, on why there are so few women in

anarchist scenes, on midwives, on the value of anger, and so on. Sadly,

the content is no more unusual than the topics. Women don’t want to be

part of anarchist scenes because there is a culture of macho posturing,

for example. If I had a penny for every time I’ve heard that... I don’t

know if it’s true, although some of the best anarchist posturing I know

is done by women, myself included — what I do know is that I would love

to read something that doesn’t talk about boys making room for girls,

bur perhaps talks about girls taking their own room. Power, in any

meaningful sense, can not be given. It must be claimed. The one

different thing in this publication is the article on sexworkers. While

still couched uncomfortably in “men shouldn’t see women as meat”

language, it is at least one indication that feminist arguments have

moved incrementally farther than they were when good feminists didn’t

talk about decriminalizing sex work.

There is a strong need for people, in groups and individually, to

reconsider how women and men, girls, boys, and other, people in general,

interact with each other and themselves. There are ongoing, decades-old,

centuries-old, problems that relate to how we value ourselves and each

other. The urgency of that need is only covered up, concealed, by

rhetoric that was tired 20, even 30, years ago.

Like I said, I don’t know. Maybe this stage of dialog is an important

part of what needs to happen in Ireland. But it would be great if

somehow we could learn more from each other, instead of having to go

over the same road again and again, reading the same tired signs that

don’t seem to get us to where we want to go.

Killing the Artist

12 pages, no price listed

stephanemdc@hotmail.com

This reprint of a chapter from a book in French, A mort l’artiste, is a

brief and scathing indictment of the artist-as-advanced-individual

ideal. Starting with the history of artists under the patronage of the

wealthy and powerful (whether noble or church-based), the author(s) move

on to point out that currently artists are merely workers with attitude.

“Presenting themselves as the victims of the commodification of culture,

they are actually simultaneously its result and one of its principal

agents... being the social category recognized notably for its ‘right’

to subversion and transgression, the artist remains the best agent for

the neutralisation of critique and its aesthetic recycling.”

While there is not that much that is new here — particularly lacking is

an acknowledgment of the impact that aesthetics do have on our lives or

the possibilities inherent in something like Oscar Wilde’s determined

dandy-ism — it could serve as an wake-up call for any self-righteous

liberal arts major you want to smack down.

Available online (in French) at

lafeteestfinie.free.fr

Creating Anarchy

Ron Sakolsky

Fifth Estate Books

Liberty, TN

$15, paper, 215 pages

Creating Anarchy works on a few levels — for example Sakolsky’s concise

and clear critique of issues like democracy and voting are refreshing

and valuable in these days of “anybody but Bush.” The first pieces in

this book are bite size, e.g. interviews with Sakolsky and others that

don’t go very deeply into any of the things that they talk about, and

descriptions of Sakolsky’s experiences teaching or working on free radio

projects. These are fine examples of lessons learned, but lessons that

are easy to come by in most of our lives, so the audience is apparently

young people without a lot of experience in this arena.

The best parts of this book come later, and are on the history and

relationship between surrealism and anarchist (or anti-state) thinking.

Sakolsky is a fine historian, intimately connected with his topic(s),

knowledgeable and accessible in tone. These pieces are not just his

thoughts about the connections between these two fields, but also

introductions to various surrealist painters, poets and musicians, for

readers who want more information about this tradition.

Some discordant notes

interpreting quotations. Sakolsky quotes people and then explains what

the quotation means. Is this because Sakolsky’s history with the authors

gives him an understanding of what they mean that is better than what

they actually say? Perhaps that is the case, but if so, using quotations

is a confusing way to make the given points.

word play. I don’t know why someone who has a background in, and

information about, poetry would do some of the goofiness that Sakolsky

does here. Phrases like “snivilization” “realpolitricks,” and “evil of

two lessers” are neither funny (although of course humor is in the

perspective of the beholder) nor interesting commentary. Particularly

irritating are simplistic references to animals as in any way relevant

to state tendencies, as in “United Snakes of America.” It’s cheesiness

like this that gives play a bad name.

Among the complicated philosophical concepts that are bounced around

uncritically in this book are the tropes of

building-an-anarchist-movement, and life=good/death=bad.

It is easy and problematic to use the word “movement” as the way to talk

about increasing the strength of anarchist ideas. The word has enough

baggage, along the lines of democracy and glorification of the masses,

to sound alarms. Nor is life is always good, or death always bad, but

those associations too are taken for granted in this culture. Someone

who has been around as long as he has, and who is conversant in the

significance of dreams and storytelling, might be expected to have a

more sophisticated understanding. Life and death are part of a whole,

made significant by each other. Making one good and the other bad denies

both.

The book also includes pictures from various surrealist artists,

including Don La Coss, Clifford Harper, Sue Simensky Bietila, Cathy

Stoyko, and others.

A Problem of Memory

by Taylor Sparrow

Eberhardt Press

Only a Nod

If you are looking for a current, accessibly written book that talks

about the history of US racism against black people, doesn’t demonize

all white people, and gives some examples of projects for education

reform, this could be the book for you. The author spent some time in a

class in Douglas High School (in the 9^(th) Ward of New Orleans), and

examples from that class provide descriptions of where some kids are

right now in their suspicion and boredom with school (and presumably

with their options in general). The history of British colonization of

Scotland and Ireland gives context to the history of Black people in the

US. And projects like Students At the Center (SAC), Young People’s

Project (YPP), and the Algebra Project are given as examples of people

making a system that works for students — apparently in hope that such

an educational system will encourage students to make a better world.

This book gets some important things right: a) schools are not failing

but succeeding at their goal (which is to manage and create people who

believe they have no options); b) that this is true regardless of the

economic background of the students (although the tactics might be

different for different classes); c) that saviors and charity don’t

actually create serious change, and d) that memory is a big deal.

But if you’re looking for deep thoughts about memory and history and how

we address or experience being cut off from our past, or stories that

might actually (as promised) end some nightmares, then this book will

disappoint.

The book’s most significant weakness is that it conceives of race as

black and white. Asian people are not mentioned once, and native and

latin people are thrown in as “and them too.” While of course engaged

readers can make some connections, this lack indicates unsophisticated

thinking about race and power. Race here and now is about so much more

than Manichean “your team vs my team”. And the rhetoric of race,

especially in activist circles, has so far to go to coherently address

the issues of what is currently called “internalized racism” that it was

very disappointing to have this book be so simple on this facet of the

topic.

APoM’s most ironic failure is in its nod to a hopeful future. If

educational projects like SAC, YPP and the Algebra Project are the best

hope for a better future, how are they different from multiple previous

education reform projects? History has shown that these kinds of

projects are so easily integrated into the status quo as to be swallowed

without a ripple. A quote from one of the author’s mentors, Kalamu Ya

Salaam: “Unless and until [disenfranchised youth] can honestly recognize

and confront their own realities, they will never be able to truly

transform themselves and their communities.” Of course, the rub is that

what some people mean by transformation is really not what others mean.

Educational projects are a fine liberal goal, one that is easy to find

support for since it is a deeply-held liberal concept that more

information will solve all problems. There have been multiple efforts to

empower students through various levels of student participation, from

students organizing against wars to members of radical groups becoming

teachers to effect change from within. A brief foray into a library

reveals that in past decades there have been many high school students

who were articulate about the racism and classism of the school system

and who had hope that society could be changed. The efforts that are

cited in APoM are working at getting students just to that level of

analysis (by giving them skills and confidence), and there is no

evidence (when and if they get there) that any more change will be

effected than was 35 years ago. The question of reform vs. revolution,

of what makes change, is only alluded to in this book, and the allusions

don’t make a compelling argument. The author’s failure to acknowledge

the history that exists here is in direct contradiction to the title of

the book.

Finally, there is always a push and pull to memory. Remembering where we

came from is crucial to knowing where we are, but we also best remember

what best suits us or what we best understand, and what we best remember

doesn’t necessarily help us to create different ways of being. Taught to

be within structures that despise both us and what we long for, we are

not necessarily capable of remembering the things that might be most

important to who we want to be. This conservative role of memory is

another nuance that is never acknowledged here.

The title of this work gives a nod to significant and powerful topics, a

rich menu, but then offers up potato chips and miniature cucumber

sandwiches, leaving the reader not starving but ready for something

more.