UK: Three new publications on the anarchist armed struggle against power by Untorelli Press (04/2017) [en]

Untorelli Press presents three new publications on the anarchist armed struggle against power.

- A Few Words of “Freedom”: An Interview with Alfredo Cospito by Conspiracy of Cells of Fire – Imprisoned Members Cell

Beyond Right & Wrong by Conspiracy of Cells of Fire

Let’s Become Dangerous: For the Diffusion of the Black International by Conspiracy of Cells of Fire

These publications are a continuation of our Anarchist Guerrilla Series, dedicated to Darko Mathers, nihilist-anarchist of Dark Matter Publications, who passed away in 2014. For more texts against civil anarchism and for combative anarchy, visit darkmatter.noblogs.org

UK: “Tool 4 Crowd-Control – Class War-Horse” – Anarcho-nihilist zine from Dark Matter Publ. (04/2017) [en]

PDF: Tool 4 Crowd-Control – Class War-Horse‘

A short anarcho-nihilist zine from Bristol about personal approaches to class warfare, living on the margins and kicking it till it breaks. You know the score.

This zine asks the question – If you are one of the ‘comrades’ who are always going on about the class-struggle, why don’t you get off your ass and do something instead of standing there criticizing at the squat/gig/bar etc?

Dark Matter Publications

Bristol [UK]: “Pub Quiz” #5 — Anarcho-nihilist flyposter zine by Dark Matter Publ. (10/2016) [en]

PDF: ‘Pub Quiz #5 – We are all on a no-fly list, are you?’ – Anarcho-nihilist flyposter zine by anti-social hooligans

As part of Dark Matter Publications and in line with the nihilist ethos of the project we present this latest zine by some anti-social hooligans in Bristol. It’s made up of cut-n-paste flyposters that have been spread around the city and the originals are collected here for the first time. These are not professional posters of the official movement, but dirty DIY amateur efforts about topics as diverse as police repression, eco-action, surveillance and consumerism. This is what happens when fevered twisted minds get hold of stationary and scissors. Being mainly flyposters, the zine contains pretty much no prolonged verbal diarrhea, long-winded sectarian tripe or boring pontifications posing as critical theory or whatever.

Anti-social hooligans

Gross Misconduct and the Guerrila Massive Poems and Lunacy from Bristol [en]

This title refers to a guy who was sacked at Bristol flying school who smashed his ex-workplace up, smashing all the windows, computers and ripping all the phones out, causing £200,000 of damage, and writing in his own blood, “Gross Misconduct” on the wall. He escaped the scene but was arrested at a later date. It took the company a week to be back to normal. These types of events in UK are of a regular occurrence and show that many people just don’t give a fucking shit. They will fightback when they meltdown.

These are some of the observations I’ve put on paper that warm the spirit in my blood, not patiently waiting on bus stops or dole queues, or smiling at people I don’t give a shit about, but I do it all the same, because it helps the day run along that much smoother. I kick myself for the social compromises I make, politeness for an easy ride.

[...] The bigger problem, far larger than the cops, is the self-policing, self-regulating activist-anarchist badge-wearers. They’re two-a-penny in the pound-shop, jumped-up, in your face, waving the finger at anything slightly violent.
Beware you are being monitored.
Yeah, the cops might see us as lawless, reckless bastards, prepared to give them the runaround at any given moment, but they sure can’t write us off as bleating hot-air blowing wankers content with shuffling paper and networking for more numbers. As a comparison of our lives, it’s like being wolves; we travel large distances together sometimes over rough ground to hunt a selected target. Then after a short feast, we disperse. We never do the hang-out thing in public arenas together, open space where we could be shot down or captured. The time of celebration is short-lived. Maybe this is the nature, the price, of this beautiful struggle, not a back-slapping orgy of self-congratulation for taking the path most trodden.[...]