Fifth Estate history
Why save Wall Street when the shit hits the fan and the economy plunges down the toilet? Let it drown in its own cesspool of toxic debt. Since money is symbolically a form of excrement, poetic justice demands that stockbrokers and bankers suffocate in their own shit.
The global capitalist economy has collapsed like a house of cards in a shitstorm. Yet, instead of celebrating the crash by dancing in the ruins, the wage slaves and their overseers are busily deciding how to shore it all up again.
Bears and bulls can still be seen furtively skulking around in the shadows of Wall Street, begging us to continue to revere them as our sacred totems when what we really need is a blasphemous romp with the golden calf of anarchy.
Forget about banks and religion, and the religion of banks. Be wasteful rather than full of waste. Squander your riches generously in mutual aid, satisfy unmarketable desires, and engage in unproductive revelry.
Ignore the bankrupt realpolitik of the election sideshow and insist on taking your wildest dreams for reality. Refuse to collude with the bevy of government economists and media talking heads who are paid to “objectively” deny that there is a turd floating in the capitalist punchbowl.
To hell with the sewer security of the fecal economy, the shit we really need is the manure in our gardens with which to fertilize our autonomy.
Now is the time to get our shit together, and dump the bosses off our backs!
from Fifth Estate #381, Summer-Fall 2009