Leaving absence behind: Notes on indifference
This is a call to insurrection, not an insistence on humanism.
Every c-clamped pushbar is a refusal to organize, a blow against the being of anarcho-liberalism, a recognition of the inoperative logic inherent in the articulation of zones of offensive capacity. We must negate all mobilization—for once and for all. It is necessary to commence in secret; not to dream of new ways to make demands, but to make manifest the subterranean encounters in the heart of each smashed window. To those who deride the radical ecstasy in a car set aflame or a moment of friendship, we propose nothing less than to shatter their pathetic representation, without looking back.
What's needed is not totality, and even far less passivity, but a putting-into-practice of singular crisis, a rejection in all forms of the teleology of impotentiality. Our need to occupy everything is less the construction of a plan than the setting forth of a state of exception. This is a call to insurrection, not an insistence on humanism. The compulsive banality proposed to us is like a bad joke, and instead of laughter we respond with rupture.
Confronted with those who fail to recognize themselves in our orgies of negation, we offer neither sympathy nor dialogue but only our scorn. In the articulation of becomings, we reject those who would have us give up the immanent joy of social war for the catastrophe of fossilization of our desires.