Tag: hippies are counter revolutionary

There is a Bourgeois Leftist Distaste For Engaging In Propaganda or Euphemistically “Public Relations”

That must be overcome in order to build strong movements again.  Our ideas are intentionally misrepresented, made inaccessible to members of the working class, and generally hidden away in the hallowed and expensive halls of academia where those of us who need them cannot find them.

I wonder if part of the reason bourgeois leftists see public campaigning, and good marketing as immoral is that they too have reason not to want the working class getting their hands on leftist thought.

Dworkin Is Factually Wrong AGAIN

Claiming that a standard of feminine beauty based upon a body where very little is left unaltered is the beauty standard resulting from a bourgeois democracy (because beauty is ‘democratized’ so anyone can sort of kind of maybe attain it with enough work) is SO AHISTORICAL, like ancient Egypt?  Plastic surgery, fuck ton of makeup, shaving everything, perfumed cones on your wig monarchy/theocracy.  France pre-revolution, a monarchy, fuck ton of makeup, giant fake hair, corsetry, after the revolution?  Much less fake hair and makeup.  I can cite SO many examples of body modification in precapitalist/monarchical societies it’d make your damned head spin.  Victorian era, very much a bourgeois democracy, yes corsetry and fake hair (though that was disapproved of) but no makeup allowed for respectable ladies, no body shaving, and it was considered a sign of being bad and sinful if you were an ugly woman because “goodness makes women beautiful” *cue me punching something*.

What it comes down to is this: through the use of drugs, through sexual living out, through radical political action, we broke through the bourgeois mental sets which were our inheritance but retained the humanism crucial to the liberalism of our parents.

Andrea Dworkin. This is the bougiest shit I have ever read

We are, at least in our Amerikan manifestation, white, children o f privilege, children of liberals and reformists. We were brought up in pretty, clean homes, had lots of privacy, friends, companionship from family and peers. We are unbelievably well educated—we went to fine suburban schools (mostly public) where we experienced physical and intellectual regimentation which we found unbearable; we went to the best colleges and universities (mostly private)

Andrea Dworkin, proletarian feminist my ass

We are the survivors of Flower Power, now adult, with our own children. We are the tribes of Woodstock Nation, now in Diaspora, roaming the whole earth. We are the New Left, wounded, in disarray.

Andrea Dworkin
welp there’s your problem

Actually I just hate woowoo hippy dippy goddamn nonsense.

All of it. Every smug bourgeois bit of it. Every activist subculturey, white guy with dreadlocksy, useless hideous upcycled pants wearing, anti-vaxxing part of it.

Hippie Shit Is Counter Revolutionary

I grew up in a liberal wannabe leftist bubble in Western Massachusetts.  Middle class women wore no makeup makeup and were virtuous in jeans and polar fleece.  People went hiking.  People recycled and didn’t eat meat.  I had to read a People’s History of the United States at my hippie dippie unschooling program, but I remember mostly a sense that if I wanted to be virtuous I shouldn’t buy clothes or makeup or shave my legs, if I wanted to be virtuous I shouldn’t consume, if I wanted to be virtuous I shouldn’t be like the bad (read: poor) girls who highlighted their hair, and wore orange foundation and ice blue eyeshadow.  The revolution would not be televised because good earth loving bourgeois types don’t own televisions, and it wouldn’t be a revolution per say, because one had to be committed to nonviolence.  To me this co-opting of revolution by smug men who eat organic and wear sweaters is capitalism at its most insidious when they take the most liberal words of the most liberal of “radical leftist” thinkers, and create the perception that that is what leftism is, that that is what opposing capitalism looks like.   The furthest their revolution goes is a dour, unadorned, anti-aesthetic sense of moral superiority and an occasional polite state sanctioned protest.

 They hold themselves above us, we unvirtuous, we consumerist, we high fructose corn syrup swilling proles.  They tell us their, for us unattainable, ascetic puritanical method of revolution is the only revolution that could be, while capitalism promises us what only communism can deliver, pleasure, material plenty, comfort, if only we devote ourselves to it.  Is it any wonder there are working class complaints of liberal elites?  Is there any wonder that when they talk down to us as if they are a part of a tradition that is rightfully ours that we believe it is not for us?  That we leave the books they’re afraid we’ll read well and thoroughly shut?  Is it any wonder that their dismissal of our dream of a new TV or something pretty to relieve the greyness of our lives sends us running to listen to the false promises of capital?

It is the most effective anti-revolutionary scam imaginable, a keep out sign on theory and history that belongs to us, those with too big hair and too much makeup, we eaters of processed foods, we consumers of “environmentally unsound” beauty products.  How intellectually starved and morally bankrupt must one be to fail to see the contradiction, how can a man in his polar fleece vest, with his activist tourism vacations and his free range children be, to fail to see that the legacy of Haymarket belongs to us and not him?  How can he fail to see that his attempt to lead and teach the “underprivileged” is a bourgeois imposition, that his consumer activism, and children’s biodegradable wooden toys are part of the problem, and that the girl in hoop earrings with bright highlights is the solution?