Olasm letter

So happy to have not seen ANY of you at the Zapata march yesterday. 19 years of retaking that park with the people to whom it belongs - and not a dimwitted, "Look at me, me, me" occupy fuckhead in sight. It was beautiful!

I am of a mind to go to a GA just to forcibly disband this ineffectual, mutual masturbation society once and for all. What is it you all even do - besides methodically destroy each other's will to ever do anything concrete and confrontational again and/or post uninspired image memes about the shit other people who aren't pathetic, insular navel gazers are doing elsewhere?

Here's a hint: Organizing for MayDay =/= asking Facebook followers what they want to not do that day. Organizing takes actual, human interaction - something few on here seem capable of. There are some out there, I know, but you clearly are overwhelmed by the vast swarm of locust-like idiots who linger here because they don't have the modicum of courage or vision required to do something new when that is precisely what is needed most. This? This is worse than useless. This is counterrevolutionary thumb-twiddling tainted by brazen racism and unexamined, uncritical and entirely shitty, bourgeois-neoliberal, "I matter" politics.

Anyone wanna co-sign the "Disband OLASM Proposal" with me? I think it's about time ya'll find a new "scene" to destroy with your willful ignorance and your ahistorical idiocy. I am kinda baffled so many of you cling so hard to a Facebook page and a Twitter account built on the backs of people who (mostly) are embarrassed to even associate with you, but I guess the familiarity of collective failure draws us all back like salmon to our home spawning ground? I have seen yoga classes with more revolutionary fervor than this.

Get off the Internet, read a book, talk to a local activist who has done something more than start an event page, or go do something and write about it. This whole zombified, brain-eating, post-occupy fuckcluster needs to be burned to the ground before it consumes even one more minute of even the most useless person here's day.

Anyone interested in drafting the "Kill the Media Dilettante In Your Head" proposal, hit me up. Quorum is low at GAs and I bet nobody here could organize themselves out of a paper bag in order to even show up to block it... I mean, I'd do it just to see if some of you even remember how to log off Facebook.

Also, please ban me. This is like a fucking gruesome car wreck on the side of a once-important-but-now-obsolete highway that I chanced upon while navigating a construction detour from a road with far more relevance...

I'd rather remember you all, mythologically, as the increasingly sympathetic artifacts of a radicalizing moment that we shared but has long since passed (as I was starting to generously reimagine you as) than as the dawdling, self-important caricatures of failure you allow yourselves to appear as here.

Kill it with fire. Please.

Abandon all hope, ye who enter the social media miasma... This is clearly where hope goes to breathe its last stinky, garlic-cigarette-and-liquor-loaded breath...