Mongoose Distro

Monday, June 20, 2022

As the United States celebrates Juneteenth, and a day after Father’s Day, a gross and cruel abuse of humanity is unfolding in real time before my eyes.

House Bill 5148 passed in 2021 during a special session of the Virginia General Assembly. This bill made the attempt to, at least in part, bring the Virginia Department of Corruption (VDOC) into line with the majority of other state’s DOCs and the Federal Bureau of Prisons which provide Good Time Earned Credit reducing sentences to about 65%. Prior to this change Virginia demanded 85% at a minimum and at many VDOC prisons, such as Pocahontas State Corruption Center (PSCC) there has been a deliberate and concerted effort to defraud prisoners of that minimum by way of frivolous and petty in house charges, ensuring they serve 100% of their often already excessive sentences. This change in law goes in to effect July 1, 2022 – in 10 days. Those who are eligible were notified weeks ago.

From the beginning, the law was quite open it its blatant discrimination. Some people, mostly those with violent crimes and statistically the least likely to recidivate, would be denied an increase in earned sentence credit based solely on the crimes for which they were adjudicated and punished. No amount of good behavior would make a difference. Nonetheless there were those who would be eligible, meth cooks for example, and this created a level of hope for all captives. Perhaps, after 400 years of profiteering from the enslavement of other humans, Virginia was finally turning a corner – Enter Governor Youngkin and the new Attorney General.

From the outset of their campaigns, which every fact checker repeatedly pointed out were based on lies and misinformation, these two openly anti-American autocrats made it abundantly cleaar that things such as justice or the constitutional rights of citizens were no longer up for even vague consideration. They would, in fact, take Virginia from among the worst states for criminal justice, with an equally abhorrent DOC, straight to the number one position in both categories, On Friday, June 17, 2022, the autocrats took a major leap in that direction.

Essentially, the Virginia General Assembly, at the behest of the Governor, decided to further disenfranchise 500+ people by rescinding the new law from those who had mixed charges. That is to say, those with both eligible and ineligible charges. Those people, who were anywhere from 10 days to a few months from going home, and who, along with their families, had already been informed they would be reunited after years, sometimes decades, were now about to be informed that, no, they would not be going home after all. This is, to my mind, the sort of thing that makes one wonder – When are the yankees, or anyone, going to come deal with this dangerous threat of state? The answer is clearly: not soon enough.

It should be noted that in the same bill, a budget bill, the Governor asked for “certain demonstrators” to be labeled as felons. You read that correctly. The very dangerous Governor Youngkin wanted Virginia to be the first state where your First Amendment right to gather and redress grievances was made, not only illegal, but a felony. Thankfully, this did not get passed into Law. Again, given the history of Virginia, it should come as no surprise that the attempt was made. This is an occupied territory, a breeding ground and haven for dangerous right-wing fanatics. The VDOC is now and has always been a cabal of slavers hiding in plain sight.

Today is a federal holiday. Without memorandum the PSCC Assistant Warden, on his day off, and a PSCC Sergeant, both with equally notorious records, documented of abusive actions and behaviors towards prisoners, gleefully informed dozens of prisoners of the bad news. The general consensus among PSCC captives seems to be a mixture of terrible disappointment at the prospect of being not included and an understanding that this is the sort of twisted actions of PSCC staff and the maniacs who operate the VDOC.

Virginia is a threat to humanity and must be, forcefully, liberated and dealt with!

Hope For Tallahassee

by Dan Baker

I’m told there is hope for Tallahassee, so I promise my friends – I won’t give up.

The union stands solidly beside me.

This is my village and we protect us.

Deep in my heart are spiritual longings, balanced by rage at daily injustice.

How should I love and honor both these things when we can only rely on us?

Should we take up arms like the PLO, Rojava and the IRA?

They share the same world and dangers you know,

giving up privileges to make a change.

Animal and Earth Liberation Front, not harming people, plants and critters,

going beyond mere publicity stunts, burning killers’ properties to cinders.

The Zapatistas, the army that don’t fight, Marcos says that “our word is our weapon”.

They remind us that might does not make right.

The world is still learning this sweet lesson.

But, whatever path you choose to apply, they’re all weeded in this revolution:

Construction, soldiers, medics and supplies, nurturing love is the core solution.

The theme of that poem is to make peace with our inner demons and to coexist as Buddhas with them. This is how I’ve found my place in our community, my identity in the world and Tallahassee. I like to think of myself as a “medical ninja”, belligerently loyal to my friends and village, like Narrator, and good with the ladies. In reality I’m more like Dan Quixote than Dan Juan. I was kicked out the Army and I’m not quite an EMT yet. I don’t have a trade mastered to offer my union and my community, unless you count holding a “hungry veteran” sign, doing yoga, thinking deep thoughts about why I don’t like patriarchal authority figures (basically my daddy issues), and maybe jiu jitsu strangleholds and joint locks. But really, I’m mediocre, or at most intermediate at these things. Personally, I don’t think being an “expert” at shooting is something to be proud of, like Atticus Finch would say. So I have very little to offer my community, but they have been there for me for a decade and I’m determined to give back. I want to help build up our home, by protecting nature, nurturing future generations, supporting women’s rage towards idiots like myself and planting seeds that continue to bare fruit long after I’m gone.

Dan Baker 25765-509

FCI Memphis

PO Box 34550

Memphis, TN 38184

There is so much metal in the prison’s drinking water that, in the sun, you see the bits shimmering and floating about schools of cancerous compounds. Staring into my cup, the only comparison I can come up with is Goldschlager, that liquor with golden flakes. My ears won’t stop ringing. I can pass the hallway metal detector butt-ass naked and the cheap piece of shit will light up like the New Years Eve ball in Times Square.

So, Warden Bridgette Hayes, Willie Ratliff, Deward Demoss, Mayra Montez, Timothy Williams, Tia Bey, Patty Polk, Brandy Shannon, Charlotte McKnight, Edda Hellela, Dovie Bunch, Cynthia Bridges, Charles Martin, all nine members of the Texas Board of Criminal Justice all have conspired and colluded to “politically lynch” one solid anarchist, activist, Wobbly, and it took a whole team of idiots to do it.

As I sat and watched and learned more about the enemy, Fredrick Gooden was allowed to have the honors of punishing me. I believe this is because the dumb son of a bitch never learned to do anything else except fuck over people and take all their basic necessities to survive a dilapidated and ancient prison. He knows not that by this “political lynching” he not only made me that much more known and dangerous, so much so that it took a team of idiots to file a “cell phone disciplinary case” that never came to fruition.

I’m not guilty of anything other than simply filing a bad motherfucking lawsuit on some sorry-ass racist pieces of shit. You know who you are. If this doesn’t apply then don’t wear the slipper, Cinderella. Did I mention that I’ve got District Attorney Cynthia Bridges and Attorney Charles Martin on it? I say fuck your authority! Fuck the state! I pray that they’re losing sleep over State murder, torture, slavery. It’s coming back to haunt them.

Listen to one union organizer with limited firepower: Capitalists are weak because of false indoctrination and lack of moral compass. Money is a vice. It blinds even the most innocent of people. Remember my words to all my haters: I’ve never been so proud to be punished for being someone, being human. I’ll never raise a hand in anger, but a black flag in love of liberty, a clenched fist in salute to all my comrades and friends in the struggle.

I’ve been “politically lynched: by ACA, TBCJ, TDCJ, Brazoria County District Attorney and Sheriff’s Office. One inmate, completely innocent of all charges. If they had nothing to hide, why’d they justify all my allegations? There it is, go and tell it on a mountain!

Thank you sweet anarchy, for giving me my undying flame to rebel. Blessed be the flame. USDC-Southern District of Texas – Pay us!

Solidarity and Sabotage,

Z

IWW-IWOC Texas

Julio A Zuniga 1961551

Wayne Scott Unit

4 Jester Road

Richmond, Texas 77406

Ultimately, we are all responsible for our own education or lack thereof. I’ve always been secretly jealous of those who could make academics look easy. Most of us struggle. Yet it is in that struggle where we reach common ground and attain transcendence, because after all, if we are willing to invest in the effort, we will realize the possibilities.

Never in a million years would I have thought I’d be doing this again. You see, I’m on the thousands upon thousands who fell through the cracks in the “system”. Back when this nightmare first began, I knew I couldn’t continue making decisions based on emotional reactions. So very early, I set sights on education and outreach. They imprisoned the body… not the mind.

When we get locked up, something happens with our memories. Instead of forgetting them, they go into hyperdrive, permeating our thoughts at will. It’s as if someone else has grabbed the remote. The screen inside our head changes and all we can do is smile in sweet surrender as we bask in the splendor of days gone by.

I was working at a foundry before I got arrested. It was hot, hard, dangerous work. I loved every second of it. When molten metal is pounded from the crucible into the mold, it looks like hot lava flowing from a volcano. I’m immediately shot back through space and time to that inquisitive five year old sitting on the floor flipping through pages of National Geographic.

Dad walks in and I point to the caption “Etna is Grandnana’s name!”. He smiles and says, “Close enough. Maybe Etna is how they spell Edna in Italy.” I keep turning pages and don’t even look up to speak. “Itlee is where they make peetsa and skettee.”

Autistics are visual learners. I wouldn’t even find out I was on the spectrum until much later in life. Everybody always told me I was a smart boy. I was a good boy. All I knew was that the other kids picked on me. I was a little weirdo and they hated me. I didn’t dare tell the grown-ups what was really going on in my brain. Those were the days when kids were expected to be seen and not heard. To deviate from the norm would let everybody down.

Our public school system was considered top notch. Nowadays, kids can’t imagine a time without computers. I simply loved those old books. The weight of them. The smell of them. Beautiful illustrations and brilliant photography. Before I could even spell worlds like biology, architecture and geography, I’d already been absorbing them subconsciously. Those sneaky teachers had duped me into study-time. All the while, I thought I was doing my own thing.

The streets would bring a different kind of training. Navigating social awkwardness and shrewd business negotiations. Staying aware of one’s surroundings. Reading faces and body language. Skepticism means survival when so many people are trying to swindle you. Don’t even let anyone tell you that you are just being paranoid. Follow your instincts. Trust your intuition.

I entered the work force early in life. Mentally ill does not mean mentally deficient. Compensation is a poor measure of intelligence. I’ve worked for some complete imbeciles. All I could do was watch silently in horror while they ran perfectly good businesses into the ground. I had the willingness to work hard, I just lacked the confidence to speak up.

Moving from job to job broadened my skillset. Regardless of the task, I always struggled with concentration and attention span. My body could perform like a human robot, while my brain would detach itself to daydream; working out pressing problems on projects that really interested me.

I’ve done almost every job there is to do in this place. I’m at the age now where they don’t make me work if I don’t want to. However, I can still work circles around these youngsters. Our 50s really are the new 30s. Somehow, I still feel like a teenager in my head, I’m the oldest student in both of my college courses. I’m even older than one of my professors.

We’re currently locked down at the moment. While everybody is trying to figure out how to get their contraband through shakedown, I am preocccupied with when we are going to attend class again. This is the first time in roughly two years that our renowned professor has been allowed to come and give lectures in person. I truly enjoy his energy, focus, and enthusiasm.

Out of all the things they could have confiscated, I’ll miss those magazine subscriptions the most. For whatever reason, our captors seem to have such a perverse disdain for knowledge that it borders on fear and loathing. When I noticed the cart for the library, I asked the sergeant, “Can you please donate those to the education department?” Our art, history and literature must be preserved at all costs.

Although this relentless foolishness still makes me angry, I’m learning to channel that energy into fuel. It becomes the catalyst for change. Who knows? Maybe another renaissance will explode out of the kinetic forces locked inside of our own potential.

Brian Fuller 2046619

Torres Unit

125 PR 4303

Hondo, Texas 78861

For many Amerikkkans, shopping at Walmart has become the only realistic option for acquiring the bare necessities of life. Due to their blind acceptance of wage slavery, they live lives of quiet desperation, going from bed to work, many working at Walmart, then cashing their meager checks from one or two or three jobs, often chasing that check at Walmart, for a fee, then spending most of their free time shopping.

Much of what’s bought is so basically trash and junk food, also known as “American culture” or our “way of life”. This trash and junk food is “why terrorists hate us”. The good shopper may meet their drug dealer at the Walmart pharmacy, or their other drug dealer in the parking lot, casually ignoring the sex workers and houseless families living in their vehicles. In said parking lot roams armed guards, police, mobile camera towers and litter blowing in the wind. In the bushes of many Walmarts are homeless camps, beggars stand with hunger and signs at the entrance and exits to these temples of heartless wage slavery.

If the wage slave is properly conditioned they will feel a sense of gratitude and sentimental attachment to the seasonal decorations, ignoring that is from the very system that enslaves them. At home, if they are not homeless, they will sacrifice sleep and health to stare at screens, yearning to squeeze a few moments of fulfillment and meaning into their empty lives.

This routine is like a prison. The fences are made of limits imposed by poverty, gas prices, vehicle maintenance, lack of calories in diet and economic inflation. Wage slavery keeps people too tired and domesticated to even consider another option. In order to perform at their jobs they must ignore even family members who are struggling, and caring for homeless and hungry neighbors is out of the question. The busy day prevents them from noticing the deforestation of their community, or the non-biodegradable trash building up aside the roads, becoming part of the soil, with pieces of tires, plastic and aluminum cans as common as rocks and grass.

The sentimental Walmart shopper is emotionally bound to brands, fast food chains, and may openly declare themselves to be servants to an archaic diety. Think about these terms and their origins:

Brand names – cattle and slaves are branded. The reader can certainly remember a list of name brands, their colors, fonts, symbols and words. These are powerful images that occupy and colonize your mind. Your mind is branded by repetition. Chains of fast food encircle the earth, crowding out poor local restaurants, manufacturing the consent of wage slaves by removing any other option. They manipulate our perception of time, making themselves available on long routes between work and housing, so that we don’t have time to eat anywhere else.

The consumer becomes impatient. The worker is pushed to efforts that match the calorie-burn of higher paid employees of other industries. In order to find meaning in this flesh trade, the fast food chain wage slaves may turn to drugs or religion. They are like temple slaves making burnt offerings to the God of Profit – a historically inaccurate White Jesus, dipped in blood. It makes sense that these temples are installed in Walmarts, where the smell of burning cattle can remind the slaves that they are what they eat.

It is not just Walmart that enslaves masses, of course. Walmart just made the mold and set the standard for the prison industrial complex. Many of their brands are the same as those found in prisons – Hersheys, Mars, Heinz and Smuckers. But, now we see the “woke”, “conscious” Walmart shopper, buying organic, vegan brands. The next tier of social crust does not debase themselves by shopping at Walmart or Winn-Dixie – they go to Whole Foods, Publix and Greenwise, lest their pineal gland and third-eye be contaminated by common fare. These “higher beings” may pray to White Jesus for a new BMW, which they “manifest” by cutting the wages to the workers in Daddy’s business, which they manage, while cultivating blithe gratitude for such “divine abundance”. This mindset is justified by the lectures they just attended, in which the Christian leader extolled to them the virtues of business

The more open-minded upper crust shopper might go to Sam’s Club or Costco to buy organic, free range, all natural brands, in bulk, on their way home from hot yoga. In the name of “Good Vibes Only”, all the poor have been aggressively removed, or captured, from these areas. Instead of learning to cultivate compassion in action, and how to work for the liberation of all beings, this yoga crowd learns to market themselves in every single interaction, from the classroom to the office to the meditation hall, church, party, bedroom, and even while shopping. Any interaction which is deemed unprofitable is labeled as Bad Vibes and avoided.

The next tier prefers to shop at Walmart over the “fancy” options. This is the military and police who jealously guard the Walmart way of life. They aspire to shop at venues like Bass Pro Shop. Making sure to shop in uniform, they request the military discount while openly carrying firearms and other weapons. Thanks to this crowd, one can also buy rifles and shotguns while shopping for groceries. They are the slave catchers of Walmart culture. I’ve seen hungry mothers dragged out of a Walmart for trying to steal food and diapers, the babies screaming as they are taken from their mom, who the cops callously laugh at, telling her that she’s going to jail and losing her kids. She weeps and they stand above her in polished boots and crisp uniforms, bearing the badges and symbols of oppression. The babies may be “adopted” by cops and brainwashed. The cops think that White Jesus approves.

The owners of Walmart, the Waltons, may posture and claim to be like the commoners they enslave, but they do not work and shop at Walmart. That image is an illusion. Rich people live in gated communities with guards, golf courses, club houses and servants. Nannies raise their kids and do their shopping. They despise the workers who build and maintain their ridiculous mansions, distrusting their housewives and their neighbors.

To contrast this slavish culture of social quietude in the face of exploitation, is a culture of resistance. There is a green light, an agreement that all people living in poverty can and should take anything and everything they need to survive. All over the world there are migrating tribes of rubber tramps, full time travelers, who take full advantage of shallow Walmart “culture” in order to live free lives.

In addition to this phenomenon of dumpster-hopping drifters is the more recent revival of an old tradition of leveling the playing field by redistributing resources via flash-mob looting. Sometimes posted on social media, sometimes spontaneously popping up in response to killer cops murdering people of color, and in protest to working conditions, especially during pandemics, wildfires and during economic crisis’ brought on by constant wars, flash-mobs flood Walmarts with so many people that nothing short of a massacre can stop them. So far the slave-catchers have been too scared to go that far, realizing that the consequences would outweigh the lost profits. No one wants to die for Walmart.

When the Waltons created Walmart, it was in response to poor wages and high prices at K-Mart. Now Walmart employees and shoppers have a chance to create new alternatives. Using parts of plants that are capable of propagation, buying seeds, and planting these, we can build a new social ecology based on home and community gardens and homemade goods. Local farms and farmer’s markets will replace so-called “supermarkets” either by choice or because they are inevitably collapse, being inherently unsustainable. It’s already happening, just Google condemned Walmarts.

We don’t need supermarkets to have modern medical technology and a Star Trek-quality way of life. We will build utopia, either as an organic growth from seed to harvest, or by using the old as fertilizer for the new.

Dan Baker 25765-509, FCI Memphis, PO Box 34550, Memphis, TN 38184

I’ve been moved to another prison.

Normally, moving from one prison to the next is like a lottery. But in my situation, each move is far worse than the last. And I’m strategically being sent where the SCC (State Classification Committee) is well aware danger is present.

My move from Hughes was a result of a prisoner notifying staff that inmates at Connally Unit and Robertson Unit sent a message to Hughes Unit about getting me killed. I assume cell phones were used.

The prisoner gave them the handwritten note given to him, along with some newspaper clip I wrote about K2 in prison. It was passed to him for circulating to slander me but he turned it in. The note clearly listed Connally and Robertson as units where the word came from.

Staff at Hughes did investigate everything and determined that I should be moved from Hughes because the threat is valid.

But strangely enough, out of Texas having over 100 units, I’m quickly sent to Connally in a matter of days after the investigation.

So basically, what just occurred is that Hughes Unit investigated a threat sent from Connally and Robertson, determined the threat is real, and then I’m sent to the point of origin where the threat came from.

Does that make any sense? I assume if I manage to get moved from here I’ll be sent to Robertson.

If possible, please find someone willing to help me get transferred via complaints to Ombudsman and this prison. Here’s the Connally Unit phone:

(830) 583-4003 (Warden J. Rayford)

The complaint should list the underlining facts:

1. I was moved from Hughes due to threats sent there from Connally and Robertson Unit.
2. The threats concerned an article I wrote about K2 problems at Telford Unit.
3. Hughes Unit staff determined that the threat is valid and had me transferred.
4. The SCC moved me to a unit that the investigation and the handwritten hit note showed inmates at Connally and Robertson are involved.
5. Inmates at Connally 12 Building A-Pod reinforced my fear I was sent here on purpose as one mentioned that I’d be dead or in the hospital in a matter of days, the same day I arrived.
6. This particular threat is because I publish journalism on prison conditions, and am facing statewide retaliation because of it.
7. This is my 9th unit transfer since 2019 for threats of violence, assault, extortion and retaliation because of my publishing.
8. Moving me from prison to prison isn’t working. The proposed remedy to satisfy the complaint should be another unit transfer, away from Connally and to a unit that is designed to accommodate high-profile prisoners that are known journalists and authors who require isolation from the general population. And in no way sent to Robertson or any Region 5 unit.
9. I don’t qualify for safe-keeping so another measure needs to be taken.

Be mindful that TDCJ is purposefully sending me to places that contradict the reason for these transfers. The reason I’m still safe is because I’m staying aware and making sacrifices to keep me away from certain people and places. And I’m not letting my ego convince me that I can’t be killed, and the reason for my death covered up.

In solidarity,

Jason

Jason Walker #1532092

Connally Unit

899 FM 632
Kenedy, TX 78119

Contacts:

TDCJ Ombudsman: ombudsman@tdcj.texas.gov TDCJ Executive Director:

Bryan.Collier@tdcj.texas.gov, (936) 437-2101 Region IV Director’s Office:

David.Blackwell@tdcj.texas.gov, John.Werner@tdcj.texas.gov, (361) 362-6328 Connally Unit:
Phonso.Rayford@tdcj.texas.gov, (830) 583-4003

Suggested script:

Hello,

I am contacting you on behalf of inmate Jason Walker #1532092.

Mr. Walker was recently moved from Hughes due to threats sent there from Connally and Robertson Unit. The threats concerned an article he wrote about K2 problems at Telford Unit. Hughes Unit staff determined that the threat is valid and had him transferred.
The Hughes Unit investigation, and the handwritten hit note, showed that inmates at Connally and Robertson were involved in this threat, and yet Mr. Walker was moved to Connally Unit.
Inmates at Connally 12 Building A-Pod reinforced Mr. Walker’s fears, as one mentioned that he’d be dead or in the hospital in a matter of days, the same day he arrived.

This particular threat is because he publishes journalism on prison conditions, and is facing statewide retaliation because of it. This is his 9th unit transfer since 2019 for threats of violence, assault, extortion and retaliation because of his publishing.
Moving him from prison to prison isn’t working. The proposed remedy to satisfy the complaint should be another unit transfer, away from Connally and to a unit that is designed to accommodate high-profile prisoners that are known journalists and authors who require isolation from the general population.

Under no circumstances should Mr. Walker be sent to Robertson or any Region 5 unit. He does not qualify for safe-keeping so another measure needs to be taken.

I wish to remind you that the Texas Department of Criminal Justice can be held legally responsible for any harm that comes to Mr. Walker as a result of negligence or deliberate retaliation from staff, and I look forward to hearing that this matter has been brought to a satisfactory conclusion.

Hello friends,

I am writing today to raise awareness for friends all over the world who have been facing captivity due to human rights activism. At it’s core all anarchist activism is a struggle for human rights. Freedom of expression, bodily autonomy, freedom from captivity, freedom to live a life as one see fit, with access to healthcare, housing, transportation education and community- all of these are anarchist struggles. Often our work intersects with other movements who have similar goals for specific groups of marginalized people, and even compassion for animals and environmental activism. People who profit from the exploitation of people, plant and animals find the existence of motivated anarchists and intersectional class struggle to be a threat to their social structure of hierarchy and domination. We are often striving to exist within the nation state systems, at peace, solving our own problems in autonomous zones, if only so we can claim the moral high ground of non-aggression and let the overbearing authorities cast the first stone. But many of us sincerely wish to have happy, healthy lives of peaceful coexistence, living close to nature and each other, living honestly in the face of institutionalized lies, dogmatic stone age mysticisms and hypocrisies, living in a way that is separate from the profit driven economy which is doomed to endless cycles of class division, exploitation, collapse and violent ‘forever wars’.

Those who do act out in aggressive ways are often only struggling for survival again lionized police forces who outlaw their very existence- for example patriarchy religious structures like zealous adherents to Abrahamic mythologies; the Kurds struggling against genocide in many different nations; Black communities world wide, but especially in Amerikkka, where police and federal government are putting white supremacist ideologies into practice; the Jewish Diaspora worldwide; Palestinian communities; Indigenous communities who managed to survive colonialism; and the Irish, victims of the United Kingdom’s first colony.

Right now we are seeing anarchists under attack on a global scale, and it’s important that we know the names of those who are facing imprisonment so they are not forgotten. By raising awareness we protect their bodies with accountability. Police who work as prison guards are made aware that they are being watched by the entire world, just like Derek Chauvin. Please look into the conditions faced by Belarus political prisoners and European political prisoners. We should also look into the state of Chinese and Russian political prisoners, and Ukrainian anarchists. Here are the names of friends I am aware of. Please look up these people and reach out to them and their friends and family. They can also receive money for their prison commissary account. If you send me any money, please send me less money so you can also send some to these friends. Instead of sending me twenty dollars I would rather get one dollar and know that nineteen other friends are getting one dollar also. The Belarus friends are in particular need of help in relation to their stance on the Ukraine and Russian war. They can be helped by contacting this fundraiser:

https://www.firefund.net/abcbelarus

Names of international anarchist friends who need help more than I do:

Mahmut Demir

Gabriel Bombo Da Silva

Claudio Lavazza

Monica Caballero

Francisco Solar

Giannis Michailidis

Juan Aliste Vega

Ihar Alinevich

Mikalai Dziadok

Mikita Jemialjanau

Jauhen Rubashka

Artsiom D. Salavej

Artsiom S. Salavej

Toby Shane

Eric King

Jessica Reznicek

Leonard Peletier

Mumia Abu Jamal

Dr. Mutulu Shakur

Please add names to this list and forward this message or write your own statement to friends and family and activists on a global scale. We will show the forces that attempt to dominate our ungovernable spirit of love and freedom that our solidarity is greater than their violence and oppression!

Thank you for keeping me in your thoughts and for all of your actual aid. My own family loves white Jesus and trump more than they love me, so the only help I get is from the activist community. I receive letters, money and books on a regular basis and this cuts through the depression and keeps me going. I can imagine how much more difficult in other places where conditions are much harsher, like Erik King’s situation. I would very much like to receive pictures of as many political prisoners as you can send me, either printed on paper or through a photo app like pelipost or freeprints. In prison one of the only tools available to me is my imagination, which I use in meditation to send all my love, strength and courage to other political prisoners, and I imagine them being happy, healthy and free, receiving resources like money, books and healthy food and nutrients. Please join me in this meditation. Another aspect of this meditation is to imagine all of the negative aspects of the political prisoner’s existence coming off of them like a black cloud of smoke, which we then inhale and in doing so we share their burden by taking on the negative karma that is making their life difficult. I like to call it “smoking our own thoughts”! Then we imagine clean air and beams of light energy going from us back to the political prisoners. Please remember that this exercise is just our imagination, and it is worthless without physical action and actual support in reality. It’s purpose is to motivate us to action and to help us through times when we cannot act, so that we remember to help when can act.

Thanks again for all of your love and support!

May all beings everywhere be happy and free!

Dan, aka Alishare

Dan Baker 25765-509

FCI Memphis

PO Box 34550

Memphis, TN 38184

January 14, 2022

In this issue, I will touch on the attack on Roe v. Wade, the 28^th Amendment, and the anti-LGBTQ legislation that is emerging.

I confess to be “on the fence” concerning abortion. I believe that abortion should be allowed in some circumstances (rape, incest, or when the unborn faces life threatening illness if born), but I do not agree that a woman should be able to be irresponsible and allowed to “dispose of” the consequences. However, I acknowledge the importance of Roe v. Wade, which is in danger of being overturned by the SCOTUS. Already states have total abortion bans, which is a severe hardship for women. The right-wingers and fundamentalists are to blame. What gives them the right to impose their beliefs on everyone? Whatever happened to democracy? Sadly, we live within a totalitarian regime backed by corrupt politicians.

We desperately need the Equal Rights Amendment or the 28^th Amendment. Women do not have equal rights by any means. Patriarchy is very much alive. If you’re not white, male and rich, then you do not receive equality. Sad, but true.

Finally, there are the myriad of anti-LGBTQ bills being passed. As a trans woman, this is alarming. Legislation has been passed that criminalizes gender affirming healthcare for trans minors and that ban youth from playing in sports that match their gender identity. I don’t think I need to mention the “restroom bills” that have been popping up for the past 15 or so years. Trans people are being legislated out of existence. How many more trans individuals need to commit suicide until Amerikkka wakes up? I am outraged at all of this. We as a society are regressing to Middle Ages-like politics. We make advancements in science, healthcare and other areas of social wellness, but we are far from being where we need to be. Society is being destroyed by capitalism, but we continue on the road we are on, and will until we destroy ourselves. Wake up, people, and smell the roses.

Anti-Capitalist Review, Issue 2

Welcome! In this issue I will review the movies ‘The Day After Tomorrow’ and ‘2012’. Both films, which were huge hits, focus on the environmental crisis. Catastrophic weather places the world in another ice age. While these movies are entertaining, they mirror the reality of what’s going on right now, and what will happen in the future unless drastic steps are taken to save our environment now.

The hurricanes and tropical storms are worse and worse each year. Ida devastated the south and northeast. Tsunamis, earthquakes and tornadoes occur each year, killing thousands. The ice caps are melting, creating a rise in sea levels. Great Barrier Reefs are dying. Oil pollutes waters every year. Co2 emissions deplete the ozone. These are just a few examples of the building crisis that humanity has caused, and continues to cause. We continue to rape and plunder the earth of natural resources, and Mother Nature is fighting back with a vengeance!

Space exploration has opened up doors for possible colonization of Mars. Even if we did achieve that goal, how long will it take to destroy that planet? Our society is based on a get more, more, more mentality that fuels the need to speed up the process of obtaining natural resources, like gas and oil. This is sad. I’m 38, and the way things are going, I just may be alive to see the movies ‘The Day After Tomorrow’ and ‘2012’ be reality.

We need to take action now for climate change. Switching to sustainable energy may scare us. Completely electric cars and elimination of paper products is another avenue which we must take! Our planet may be saved if we act NOW!

Until next time,

In struggle,

Comrade Harlequin

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Nordic:

utlänning – “human” strangers from another city or country within our world

främling – “human” strangers from another world

ra-man – humans from another species

varlese – animals we cannot communicate with

djur – dire beasts, oftens devouring people at night

Kurdish:

welatparazi – love for the motherland, literally the people, plants animals and soil which nourish us and our community; as opposed to patriotism

There is a need for a paradigm shift in this age. Presently large populations indulge in stone age mythologies, dogmatic mysticism and the technological practice of false religious ideas. These serve only to tax workers and produce an attitude of social quietism, a self imposed mindset of an abused housewife bowing to their abuser.

Science has shown us that there is no god or afterlife. All who claim such are only charlatans or deluded followers, many intentionally searching for fools to fleece and control. The only life we have is the one we now live. This means we should not waste it by hoping for a better reincarnation. All suffering we experience in this life is due to forces beyond our control, such as weather and natural disasters, or people in our lives, such as racists, rapists, killers, selfish hoarders of resources, and ourselves.

We are each responsible for our own defense, for future generations, for the environment and for fighting against cruel people during our lifetime. As we take responsibility for tending to nature then the climate will settle and take care of us. Most of our energy should be devoted to harmonizing with nature, tuning into the rhythms of the unique ecosystems we find ourselves in.

By farming with diverse crops, companion planting, spending time feeding “wild” animals and respecting their personal space and right to exist, we will find meaning in our lives. We have shown brilliance in our ability to adapt to extreme weather and we should nourish that skill with effort.

We also need to develop our capacity for resistance to tyrants, bullies and opportunistic politicians. We must participate in town councils, in which all genders, orientations, ethnic groups and other minorities must be represented.

The ideal of this lifestyle is nonviolence, but we must never set aside simple weapons. We have seen the results of the abuses of religion, science and political power. We must elaborate on a system of dismantling power structures as a form of politics, criticism being an effective way of doing this. There are many communities which utilize dramatic politics which effectively undermine toxic, ambitious individuals. Daily rituals of criticize ourselves and each other are essential, if uncomfortable, interactions that help us grow. We need to push ourselves to change, to see and acknowledge our character flaws, then act to change in permanent ways.

A state of awareness of antisocial behavior patterns must become a stage of being, in which we daily reform our thoughts, words and deeds to better the quality of our lives in ways that also improve our neighbors’ lives. We do this by nurturing nonviolent, wholesome ways of living which contribute to feelings of deep connection between each other, animals and plants rooted in the soil that supports us welatparazi.

Consider also the ongoing evolution of so-called animal species. There is a visible change observable in dogs, cats, birds, dolphins, whales and octopi. These creatures are really nonhuman peoples, capable of communication, empathy, sharing, rescue in emergencies, complex problem solving and communal behavior. These wonders are so widely documented as to be self evident. The level of respect and autonomy due to these sentient neighbors is no longer up for debate. It is a measure of our own humanity to note the degree to which we are capable of respecting the rights of these ra-men, these humans of other species. As they evolve we will be held accountable for how we treated their ancestors. Primates are an even more urgently evolving example of ra-man.

Even for our varlese neighbors, the animals with whom we cannot yet communicate, we must consider their inevitable evolution towards complex sentience and social intelligence. As such, it is preferable to transition towards vegan diets, out of respect for neighbors formerly considered to be livestock. This is not motivated by hope of some illusory reward of good karma, but by scientifically observing the benefits of mutual aid and respect for ourselves and our communities.

Remember that an entire generation of human peoples nearly brought themselves to extinction by disregarding the value of the lives of bees and other “essential workers” who we rely on to pollinate our crops. It is a measure of our own moral maturity to see how we judge whether a neighbor species is a varlese or ra-man. Whenever we can see that a non-human creature is a complex being then we have passed a threshold of moral maturity.

Only a djur, a dire beast which devours its neighbors in the night, would use neurotoxins on their neighbors who faithfully perpetuate essential nutrients for the community. Many human neighbors choose to become djur, at war, as police and even in horticulture and agriculture.

It is interesting that shinto gives personhood even to inanimate objects. This seems to be a stretch while there is value in the effort put into the production of objects it seems to be an effort to protect property from angry mobs which rightfully destroy property instead of harming people when outrages against workers are overlooked. If even objects have personhood then those in abuse positions of hoarding resources and toxic power structures must recognize the escalation of violence that hungry mobs utilize to make their voices heard.

When corrupt politicians and dirty cops refuse to listen to peaceful protesters, then they riot and commit “violence” against property, working themselves up towards the hot or cold tension required to kill agents of oppression, the djur – the police, soldiers, politicians.