Ron Sakolsky's backpocket compendium of subversive texts, marvelous manifestos, mutinous rants, outrageous ideas, utopian dreams, impossible demands and incendiary broadsides strategically aimed at countering the pathos of miserabilism with the uncontrollable laughter of the insurgent imagination
Fun, small, compilation of insurrectionary and surrealist rants, analysis and poems. The art work is nice as well. Obviously some pieces are better than others, but when Sakolsky hits his mark well, it is enjoyable, uplifting and refreshing - three words that usually don't describe an anarchist publication.
Poetic prose explorations of anarchy and revolt and history.
This little zine is worth tracking down to read about the 2008 US financial crisis in light of the : Since money is symbolically a form of excrement, poetic justice demands that stockbrokers and bankers suffocate in their own shit.
Learning about Harry Smith (of the Anthology of American Folk Music fame) and his Crowley connection was most interesting, as was the history of the for that landmark set of recordings. Of course, Sakolsky is just cribbing ?
The little essay on radio piracy was well-done. Sakolsky has written extensively about that subject .
Then there's a dismissive book review on , which is understandable, as that book's subject could have been covered in twice as many pages. Still the review was fun to read as it mentioned , who was quite . But Sakolsky's beef with the author of that history seems to be moreso one of ideology than mere brevity.
The poem on Bakunin and Beethoven's Ninth left me cold but the final and opening poems in this chapbook are a rousing call-to-arms.