[pf] http://www.adbusters.org/magazine/32/anarchy.html

· The two excerpts from

http://www.adbusters.org/magazine/32/anarchy.html

  below, finish with the word outrage.
 
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 ...
 Sitting in a shady urban park, I bring this up with Closet Punk ("I’m kind
of a punk, but I’m in the closet"). He has been sitting cross-legged with
an almost Gandhian stillness, but now he stands and begins to act out the
climax of a 1999 protest in Montreal, when riot police sealed death penalty
protesters in an alley before they had even begun to march. 

 "You could just feel this panic building," he recalls. "Suddenly they ran
at us – a totally unprovoked police charge." 

 As people scrambled to escape up a single-file staircase, the cops closed
the gap. Closet Punk mimes the way a baton to the face knocked his friend
down onto the bike she was pushing. He stepped in as a human shield, felt
the jarring pain of a truncheon to the thigh, then managed with one hand to
grab the officer's weapon. "I just looked him in the eye and . . ." He
gropes for a way to describe the complexity of an epiphany. "The state is
going to crush you if it doesn't agree with you," he says finally. 

 The protest in Montreal ended when the police destroyed the activists'
signs, then allowed them to leave, two-by-two, like animals off Noah's ark.
And so, in Closet Punk's world, news of people striking back against police
has a much different effect than it does on a person watching the nightly
news and thinking that all these balaclavas and bandanas have grown a
little stale.

 ...

 If you want to stare into an anarchist den, you might start on Earl
Street, in a mixed neighborhood of Toronto. The building itself is
Romanesque Italian, rising in stone and stained glass. This is Our Lady of
Lourdes, a Jesuit parish, and the place of worship of poet, author, and
professor Albert Moritz. 

 Moritz is an anarchist and Catholic, or as he puts it, "a Catholic among
anarchists, and an anarchist among Catholics." It’s a difficult and deeply
personal balance that Moritz describes as a refusal to reject any influence
that resonates with his sense of humanity. "I’m a palimpsest," he says. "My
life is a matter of maintaining contradictions and attempting
reconciliations." 

 Anarchists like Moritz are easier guides into what might be called "the
anarchist conversation" than, say, a vegan squatter who goes by the single
name "Kronstadt." As he would be the first to declare, though, "easy" does
not mean "more legitimate." It’s a question of starting points, and the
anarchists interviewed for this story – including a warehouse worker, a
youth-care advocate, a "boss," and a computer coder – start somewhere
nearer to the house-in-the-suburbs, 2.5-child norm than my (fictional)
Kronstadt. Moritz, for example, recommends anarchism as, to begin with, a
way "to lighten up your thought." 

 In its immediate impression, anarchism is the intellectual equivalent to
the place the socks go when they vanish from the laundry. Consider, for
example, the disappearance of outrage. ...

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sent on by David.
(David MacClement) davd@ihug.co.nz 
http://www.emucities.com.au/member/davd/index.html#top
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