frustrations with anarchism
I've been experimenting with my political identity for the past year and I came to the conclusion that political conversations suck at parties. I've decided I'm not a big enough masochist to commit to a binary political identity. I think the things people intellectualize and claim as universal are frustrating, and the need for control is polluting the air. We often deny the less fortunate existence because we refuse to accept the reality of suffering is infinite and does not discriminate. It is a time and place.
Anarchism is disappointing in a similar sense. There are too many subcategories of anarchism. Mutual aid is beautiful and generosity is the key to manifesting wealth. I think the temperament of the future revolutionary is flaccid, though. There are big ambitions in that community that get squashed out when the uncertainty of prison comes to. Yet, as an outsider listening in to these conversations you can't help but wonder what the point of learning theory is if not to test it. There's an absurdity to how concerned every political identity is with acquiring knowledge to support it's belief. As they expand their thought on specific ways the world should works, reality narrows. The advisor who has done nothing but read is always the most ignorant.