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Title: Unleash Your Radical Child Author: Daniel Kidby Date: September 11, 2016 Language: en Topics: youth liberation Source: Retrieved on 12th June 2021 from https://medium.com/@Veganarchy/unleash-your-radical-child-5ae08f0ae622
When the young radical enters into conversation with the old liberal the
young radical is swiftly subjected to patronising ageism. When the young
radical speaks of deconstructing socialisation, overturning corrupt
institutions, and creating democratic social movements, the old liberal
in his placid acceptance of the existing order dismissively writes her
off as naive. With high levels of investment in the current system and a
narrow political imagination the old liberal deflects discussion of root
causes and remains cynical of social upheaval. Wallowing in learned
powerlessness he seeks to squash the radicalās spirit and reduce their
ambition to the ārealisticā, to the āachievableā, to the āpragmaticā.
Anything radical he classes as ānaiveā, āchildishā and āidealisticā.
But a defining characteristic of the young radical is that she resists
this subordination. She embraces radical childishness as a revolutionary
consciousness. For childishness contains the capacity for unabashed
critical thought, the creativity and imagination to build utopian social
relations and the innocent belief in the inherent goodness of the humyn
species. The child is guided by compassion for all living creatures and
shudders at the thought of causing harm to people or animals. The child
is the blank slate, before socialisation, the child is free.
The young radical finds freedom in her radical child. She understands
that her dreams are idealistic but nevertheless still she strives for
systemic and utopian change as it is the search for perfection which
propels progression. Meeting the old liberal, the young radicalās faith
is given another test, not only is she presented with those who are yet
unwilling to reflect and change, but the old liberal also asserts an
ageist superiority. The hierarchical attitude of the adult is used to
silence dissent and guide the young radical to the same level of
mundanity to make him feel more comfortable of his own petrified
position. This usually comes as condescending advice, unsolicited
advice, a sticky sap of stagnancy designed to slow the radicals mind and
smother her spirit so she submits to the established order and falls
into a state of apathy and listlessness. The old seek to crush the
potential of the young, they tell us to vote, they tell us to work, they
tell us to respect. If this fails then, well, āsheās just very young,
sheāll know when sheās older.ā
The young radical refuses to be quelled. In a society where the market
and state encroaches upon ever increasing spheres of our existence she
retreats into her dreams for hope. As it is in her dreams, in her
youthful imagination that lies her revolutionary consciousness. In her
imagination lies a direct and functioning democracy, where all have the
freedom to participate in open, inclusive and equal decision-making. She
sees us liberated from gender constructs and free to express ourselves
as individuals without personality-depriving social norms. She sees a
society where whiteness is dissolved and lands, institutions and minds
decolonised. She sees a future where animals are not exploited and
tortured for trivial taste and enjoyment but respected as equals. A
future where workplaces are cooperatively owned and run, where bosses
donāt dominate and collect the profit from our labour. A future where
the environment, habitat and the lives of people and animals around the
world are put above profit. A society where adulthood is an ancient
construct.
The battle of the young radical is to continue to resist the social and
institutional pressure to conform to notions of adulthood as they grow
older and to keep their radical child alive. To be an adult in the white
west is to be the old liberal. To be an adult is to unflinchingly accept
the status quo and participate unproblematically in the life capitalism
and colonialism has laid out for us and to passively follow the path of
ecological and and societal collapse. The adult disengages in rebellious
youthful counterculture, abandons their quest for a better world, and
neglects the urge to question. He cleans up, shuts up, and goes to work.
In doing so the adult is stripped of his individuality and moulded into
uniformity. He polices himself, get embarrassed at the prospect of play,
and denies himself the beauty and grace of public displays of enjoyment
and affection. He cast aside his dreams of the betterment of society,
joins the crowd and fades into obscurity.
It is revolutionary to keep our radical imagination alive because the
expectation of adulthood maintains the social order by destroying our
impulse to dream let alone to make them reality. Destroying our dreams
is integral, since in our imagination lies the key to social change.
Imagination is inspiring and the inspiration is infectious. The work of
the radical is to spread this hope and to create the conditions which
critical thought is fostered and acted upon.
The young radicals must be aggressive and assertive in our resistance of
adulthood. We must reject the existing order and act outside of these
oppressive institutions. We must abandon positions of status and
privilege and develop new ways of being guided by our innermost
intuition. We must fervently pursue our dreams and maintain a commitment
to revolutionary politics and action. We must model ourselves on the
wisdom of children, share their enchantment with and love for the world
and emulate their free and authentic expression. We aspire to be like
the child for we remember and yearn for that time before our intuition
is inhibited by intellect, before our soul was silenced by society and
before our curiosity was clouded by conformity. As a radical child, we
are free.