#revolutionary suicide

[marxistlesbianist]

Mao and Fanon and Guevara all saw clearly that the people had been stripped of their birthright and their dignity, not by any philosophy or mere words, but at gunpoint. They had suffered a holdup by gangsters and rape; for them, the only way to win freedom was to meet force with force. At bottom, this is a form of self-defense. Although that defense might at times take on characteristics of aggression, in the final analysis the people do not initiate; they simply respond to what has been inflicted upon them. People respect the expression of strength and dignity displayed by men who refuse to bow to the weapons of oppression. Though it may mean death, these men will fight, because death with dignity is preferable to ignominy. Then, too, there is always the chance that the oppressor will be overwhelmed. Fanon made a statement during the Algerian war that impressed me; he said it was the "Year of the Boomerang," which is the third phase of violence. At that point, the violence of the aggressor turns on him and strikes a killing blow. Yet the oppressor does not understand the process; he knows no more than he did in the first phase when he launched the violence. The oppressed are always defensive; the oppressor is always aggressive and surprised when the people turn back on him the force he has used against them.

Huey P. Newton, Revolutionary Suicide

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Huey P. Newton, Revolutionary Suicide

[b0ligrafo]

Huey P. Newton, Revolutionary Suicide.

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Revolutionary Suicide, Huey P. Newton

[the-penandpaper]

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[somewhatprophetic]

I feel so angry all the time recently although I am seeing all this outrage and sense of solitude & justice online it feels so lacking irl. As an American, we can be SO disillusioned by our privilege to be comfortable and distant. We can send our sympathies & shut off our phones.As we are living through the literal effects of a system designed to harm us it’s like people are still clinging to this idea that SOMETHING will swoop in, save us & everything can go back to ‘normal’.So many are struggling to maintain a roof over their heads - paycheck to paycheck & a portion of that funds the oppression of others globally. I’m supposed to cling to comfort when these corps & ‘leaders’ have proved they are ok with us starving if their pockets are full?

[blackpantherblog]

This is an essential book list I created for those looking to gain understanding of the Black Panther Party.

[onebluebookworm]

Black History Month 2023 - February 23

Revolutionary Suicide - Huey P. Newton

[tenth-sentence]

Second, at some point and usually after the predicted dying time had just passed, the congregation would be told that there was no poison in the cups.

"Zealot: A Book About Cults" - Jo Thornely

[aerikvon]

[marxistlesbianist]

It was not all observation and penal code reading on those patrols. The police, invariably shocked ot meet a cadre of disciplined and armed Black men coming to the support of the community, reacted in strange and unpredictable ways. In their fright, some of them became children, cursing and insulting us. We responded in kind, calling them swine and pigs, but never cursing--this could be cause for arrest--and we took care not to be arrested with our weapons. But we demonstrated their cowardice to the community with our "shock-a-buku." It was sometimes hilarious to see their reaction; they had always been so cocky and sure of themselves as long as they had weapons to intimidate the unarmed community. When we equalized the situation, their real cowardice was exposed. [. . .] Some encounters with the police were more dramatic. At times they drew their guns and we drew ours, until we reached a sort of stand-off. This happened frequently to me. I often felt that someday one of the police would go crazy and pull the trigger. Some of them were so nervous that they looked as if they might shake a bullet out of their pistols. I would rather have a brave man pull a gun on me, since he is less likely to panic; but we were prepared for anything. Sometimes they threatened to shoot, thinking I would lose courage, but I remembered the lessons of solitary confinement and assigned every silly action its proper significance: they were afraid of us. It was as simple as that. Each day we went forth fully aware that we might not come home or see each other ever again. There is no closeness to equal that. [. . .] Another policeman admitted [their feer of public confrontation] during an incident in Richmond. I had stopped to watch motorcycle cop question a citizen. He was clearly edgy at my presence, but I stood off quietly at a reasonable distance with my shotgun in hand. After writing up the citizen, he rode his motorcycle over to me and asked if I wanted to press charges for police brutality. About a dozen people were standing around watching us. "Are you paranoid?" I replied. "Do you think you're important? Do you think I would waste my time going down to the police station to make a report on you? No. You're just a coward anyway." With that, I got into my car. When he tried to hold my door open, I slammed it shut and told him to get his hands off. By now people were laughing at the cop, and rather than suffer further humiliation, he drove off, steaming mad. About halfway down the street, he turned around and came back; he wanted to do something and he was about fifty shades of red. Pulling up beside me, he stuck his head close and said, "If it was night, you wouldn't do this." "You're right," I replied, "I sure wouldn't, but you're threatening me now, aren't you?" He got a little redder and kicked his machine into gear, and took off. The police wanted me badly, but they needed to do their dirty work out of view of the community. When a citizen was unarmed, they brutalized him any time, almost casually, but when he was prepared to defend himself, the police became little more than criminals, working at night.

Huey P. Newton, Revolutionary Suicide

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Huey P. Newton, Revolutionary Suicide

[aingeal98]

Honestly Piltover is so incredibly lucky that Jinx has never cared about the bigger picture and is solely focused on the people she loves because this is the girl who stole your hextech gemstone, blew up multiple enforcers, learned how to use and adapt the technology that took your finest minds years to create within a matter of days, blew up an entire bridge of enforcers, kidnapped one of your most important politician's daughters right out of their own home, and then nuked your council, all because of her issues and insecurities surrounding her father and sister. And then this season you gas the underground and send her sister and the woman she hates after her and she uses it against them, pulling an uno reverse sending the gas back upwards, primarily out of spite and as one last fuck you before she murder suicides with her sister.

Like honestly they should all be grateful Jinx hasn't been driven the way Ekko is to actually fight for Zaun instead of just the people in her own little circle. Because if she was it would have been over for them by season 1 episode 5 at most

[transmascutena]

that one interview with ikuhara where he says "they look at their mothers and fathers, who should be motivating them for their future, and they can't imagine they will grow up to be happy" and utena's parents who are dead, who she sees no future in at all, who made her want to die herself, and anthy saying akio is like a father to her, who is the cause of her pain and abuse, who is so miserable himself, who is directly keeping her from imagining a future that isn't just the same misery forever unending

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[the-penandpaper]

Today's Reading Space 📚: Huey P. Newton's Revolutionary Suicide is on the section 'Raising of Consciousness'

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