Friday, January 29, 2010

Gestapo is alive and well, and living in Denmark

At the protests during the Copenhagen Climate Change meeting in December one policeman was particularly brutal to me. He kicked me to the ground, stepped on my arm, kicked me in the ribs so I couldn’t breathe or move, bent down, grabbed my arm and pulled it so hard that it broke. Then he striped me and dragged me off to The Cage with a lot of other, unfortunate victims that he and his colleagues decided to make a project of.

I was kept in The Cage with a lot of others during most of the day, while the pain in my arm just got worse and worse.

It was a particularly bad fracture the doctor told me. He found splinters in it, and he feared for long term damage, and he told me flat out he had never seen anything like it, and he had been with the Red Cross. What should just take a couple of weeks to heal took six, and I wasn’t certain I wasn’t permanently damaged until my last visit to the doctor earlier this week.

I filed charges against the policeman, of course, but I have done so before without any result, except for the fact that the harassment has turned worse. This time they have stayed away, though, probably because of all the general media coverage during the protests. We expect that the stalking will pick up again soon. It always does.

No journalists have covered my story, of course. I’m used to that, too. The established media is the tyranny’s lapdogs, an obvious fact everybody should realize.

It has taken me some time to digest this. I’m writing it down in a feverish rush, without thinking too much about it. I’m fine, though, even if the above described event is slightly worse than even I and my friends and tribe members are used to. It makes me more dedicated to fight on, not less.

Thursday, January 28, 2010

The language of oppression

Ways to dissuade children’s interest in science, technology, engineering and math

There are several children in our squatted house. Some of them have also reached the time where they would start school if they were a part of established society, and we also have teenagers. We keep them away as much as we can from that, of course, not letting that society teach them its language, the language of the oppressor.

That language is many things.

Children are taught greed from an early age. They learn how to place value on things, on trinkets and baubles. But most of all they learn a language alienating them, both from their own instincts and from nature, from Earth and life on it.

That language is science. Science has long since become the new religion, and among its many bad qualities is the fact that it teaches that the world and life on it is a Petri dish, one where an aloof humanity may poke and hurt any creature, including other humans for the sake of «knowledge», money and power.

We, the adults of the squatted house, being quite the resourceful bunch in many ways teach them differently, teach them about ancient humanity, about the value of life and unspoiled nature, how we hardly had any footprints then, and how we for countless generations left the Earth pretty much as it was when we were born. We tell them about the language of the oppressor, of civilization, but we certainly don’t teach it.

Civilization is many things, also about the insane need to build, to construct and destroy. We teach unschooling, deconstruction, independence and a diversity that is very far from the narrow chinks of civilization. Advanced technology is uncool, we tell them. Civilization is a Machine, forming all humans in its own image. We tell them how to avoid the pitfalls during adolescence, how to avoid being drawn into the maelstrom of society, how not to be dumbed down by a system of government doing its best to educate people to dependency and stupidity. They know, from an early age that science and advanced technology, engineering and math are inherently bad for us all, a part of an artificial construct destroying everything making life worth living.

We instruct them in ways to recognize the signs of brainwashing in the other children they interact with, an interaction we encourage, and give them feedback, in turn teach them the alternative to civilization, something that has yielded quite remarkable results. Other people’s children are visibly happier among us than they are among their own parents.

Civilization is a construct, we tell them, a Machine, and the Machine wants everybody to be its servants, its wheels within wheels. Science is about taking a tiny piece of reality and present it as all of it, a lie, a deception of the worst order. Building and expanding cities, constructing giant buildings of concrete, metal, glass and plastic is killing us all. Studying the language of death isn’t a noble pursuit. Rebelling against the Machine and all its works is.

Tyranny isn’t really about letting uniformed thugs loose on protesters, isn’t about making ever more oppressive laws. That is just the end product, the final touch when everything else is already in place. The main token of a successful tyranny is its language, something integrated into society’s foundation. Children today are tricked, more or less forced to give up a piece of themselves, one piece at the time. By the time they reach adulthood there is very little left of their humanity, and they are fooled into policing themselves, making the magistrates’ job fairly easy, a mere formality. It is practically a miracle if any of us, living today reach adulthood with any true cognitive thought left. The language of civilization shunts nature and all reality outside human perception and builds an ivory tower where almost all of us reside.

We simply teach children about the vast reality outside the tiny construct, that’s all, teach them how insignificant the construct truly is, and how glorious is the Universe outside the construct’s bubble.