You can now get posters, magnets, or postcards with this image at the very wonderful Syracuse Cultural Workers. Buttons will be available soon.
A society bent on war cannot take care of its own. When we destroy the lives, homes, and possibilities of people around the world we cannot fund, protect or nurture own lives, homes and possibilities. We destroy ourselves. With a collective fist, which should hold righteousness and generosity, we hand over our own lifeblood to forge a relentless attack on the human relations we have never bothered to know. We acquiesce in a terrible decision. Or do we?
Do you know what I mean about property here? Not my house, my car, or even my small business I’m doing the best I can kind of property. I’m talking about that gigunda, grabbing up all living space, air, water, seed, bones, mega-factory, corporate sprawling purveyor of misery we call capitalism. That kind of property. It sucks to feed itself. Life. Possibility. Out of most of us. Makes us unrecognizable to each other. My class. Your class. Yes, it sucks. But for every action, there is a reaction. That’s physics. So, what do we do?
According to UN figures, there were 19.5 million refugees worldwide at the end of 2014. The number of people internally displaced by persecution, war or conflict reached a record number of nearly 60 million people. Then we have all the numbers who scramble from place to place because of their economic conditions. We move to survive, not to cause trouble or discomfort for other people.