Hippiness galore!
Oh weird; they're making a movie of The Fifth Sacred Thing by Starhawk. I can't quite explain this book's place in my life. I read it at a wayyy too impressionable age, and at some level, it shaped a lot of my ideas about politics and ecology and urban planning. When I read it later, it had aged badly—to say the least—and I found the resolution wholly upsetting in a way that exemplified why I reject pacifism as an ideology even while I agree with a lot of the author's ideas.
...but damn I do kinda want to see it as a movie, if they do a good job. And if they do a bad job, I think it's fodder for the most epic screenshot review since Atlas Shrugged.
...but damn I do kinda want to see it as a movie, if they do a good job. And if they do a bad job, I think it's fodder for the most epic screenshot review since Atlas Shrugged.
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I don't think I had a worldview at the time; a lot of things were influencing me, from Marx to Ayn Rand, and I lacked the discernment to judge between them.
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I doubt you'd make it through five pages.
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I have a feeling I'd either love her or hate her guts IRL.
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We all were released without charges, which we were probably gonna no matter what given the era and that it was a mass pre-emptive arrest that had turned into a huge clusterfuck given 1. the complete lack of any illegal activity 2. the complete lack of anything that could be twisted into "evidence" of illegal activity 3. the fact that a bunch of journalists and random passers-by were swept up in the arrest. However, Starhawk reportedly took credit for our good fortune, believing her chanting and dancing had freed us, which reportedly led Cindy Milstein (also there, though not held with me) to nearly blow a gasket. And that is my anarchist gossip contribution for today.
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But probably not.
And that's why I just cannot even deal with her.
Oh! Also I remember first-hand stories of her derailing/bully facilitating UFPJ meetings back in those days, but I can't recall details. I didn't got to those meetings, but friends and family did. Apparently they were soul-killing rough.
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