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„Säuberung aus hygienischen Gründen“

Sei es wegen der spontanen Hygienebedürfnisse der katalanischen Generalitat oder der gewiss nicht zu unterschätzenden Gefahr von Übergriffen marodierender Fußballfans auf die Demokraten der Plaça de Catalunya: heute, da die gütigen G8 beschlossen, den nordafrikanischen Revolutionsstaaten (Syrien, Saudi-Arabien oder Bahrain sind davon freilich ausgeschlossen!) mit 20 Milliarden Dollar unter die Arme zu greifen, knüppelte die hiesige Despotenriege ihrerseits Demokraten bis aufs Blut: Am frühen Morgen ging die Bereitschaftspolizei auf der Plaça de Catalunya in Barcelona gegen die Demonstranten vor, die dort ihr Zeltlager aufgeschlagen hatten, um im Vorfeld der Regionalwahlen in Spanien auf die sozialen Missstände und die Korruption der bürgerlichen Parteipolitik aufmerksam zu machen. Nun, da die Regionalwahlen vorbei sind und die, sei’s auch gewaltsame, Räumung eines der größten Protestcamps politisch opportun scheint, wird ordentlich aufgeräumt – um „Sicherheit und Sauberkeit zu gewährleisten“, wie Artur Mas, Präsident der Generalitat, versichert (Quelle: La Vanguardia). Die „hygienischen Bedingungen“ liegen ihm also besonders am Herzen und dies ist gewiss ein sittlicher Imperativ, den auch der gescheitelte Deutsche ehrt.

Die folgenden Videos und Photos dokumentieren den Verlauf des Nachmittages: 1) von den abscheulichen Übgriffen der katalanischen Bereitschaftpolizei, über die vorläufigen Vertreibung der Demonstranten sowie 2) der Räumung des Protestcamps, bis hin zur 3) Neugruppierung und der hoffentlich endgültigen Vertreibung der katalanischen Bereitschaftspolizei unter der Parole „No tenemos miedo!“ („Wir haben keine Angst!“). Nun, gegen Abend hin füllte sich 4) die Plaça de Catalunya schließlich mit tausenden „Indignados“ aus ganz Barcelona, um diesem Staat ein weiteres Mal zu zeigen, wo der Hammer hängt!

Nach der Zurückhaltung im Vorfeld der Regionalwahlen zeigen diese Übergriffe gewiss eine neue Qualität der Gewalt an, denn selten hat man die Exekutive mit einer solch bestechenden Umtriebigkeit auf eine friedliche Menschenmenge eindreschen – vulgo die Pflicht im bürgerlichen „Rechtsstaat“ vollstrecken – sehen. Das bezeugen die Aufnahmen. Sie haben den medialen Fokus wieder auf die Protestbewegung gerichtet, die im Fahrwasser der Regionalwahlen bereits an Aufmerksamkeit zu verlieren drohte. Josep María Antentas (Soziologe, Autonome Universität Barcelona) und Esther Vivas (Mitglied des „Centre for Studies on Social Movements“, Universtität Pompeu Fabra, Barcelona) schreiben im Artikel „Camp Barcelona: V for victory“: „After a loss of media centrality last week, once the municipal and regional elections were over, the police attack on the camp in Barcelona has again given an important visibility to the movement of ‚los indignados‘.“

Zugleich eignen die Bilder von der Plaça de Catalunya auch die Parole „No somos antisistema, el sistema es antinosotros!“ (in etwa: „Wir sind nicht gegen das System, das System ist gegen uns!“) einer neuen Qualität zu. Sie sind Sinnbilder der Ideosynkrasie und der Gewalt, die sich über der Benennung des gesellschaftlichen Wider-spruches entlädt. Hier soll ein öffentlicher Gegendiskurs, den der Apparat nicht integrieren kann, kurzerhand hinweggefegt werden (darin erweist sich der latente Bezug zur Durchsetzung hygienischer Bestimmungen). Die gezielte Eskalation darf somit zum einen als Warnung, zum anderen als offenes Eingeständnis der Krise in der politischen Repräsentation verstanden werden. Mehr noch, im nunmehr offen betriebenen Staatsterror wird somit endlich die innige Verschlingung von Sinnlosigkeit und Gewalt (oder sind sie, um mit Max Horkheimer zu fragen, „nicht zuletzt ein und dasselbe?“) offenbar, die die kapitalistische Staatsraison definiert.
Somit bleibt zu hoffen, dass sich der Protest der „versteckten“ radikalen Kritik, die er artikuliert, inne wird (eine Perspektive, die ich versucht habe, im Artikel „The Times They Are A-Changin‘“ ansatzweise heraus zu arbeiten). Dabei dürften die Camps und Stadtteilversammlungen, die sich vielerorts gebildet haben, eine wichtige Rolle spielen. In ihnen fokalisiert sich der spontane öffentliche Diskurs, der weiter vertieft werden sollte, um den Protest inhaltlich voran zu bringen. Nun, Antentas und Vivas umreißen die Herausforderungen und seine Perspektiven wiefolgt:

„It is impossible to know how long the camps and assemblies in the squares will last, but this is not a temporary or islated movement. It is the tip of the iceberg of an accumulated social unrest that is beginning to become a mobilization. The camps and occupations of the squares should not be analyzed as ends in themselves. They act now simultaneously as symbolic reference points and base of operations, a lever to propel future mobilizations and a loudspeaker to amplify ongoing struggles. […] Almost two weeks after 15M and the beginning of the camps the movement of our small “May 2011” faces several challenges. The first, to continue territorializing, building the assemblies in the neighbourhoods and cities and encouraging popular self-organisation. The second, to increase efforts to seek ties with the working class, workplaces in struggle and combative trades unionism and thus keeping the pressure on major unions, baffled by a movement that they did not expect and which radically challenges their orientation towards social dialogue. The third, completing the momentum of the camps with a unifying date of powerful mobilization in the Spanish state as a whole and, as far as possible, at the international level. […] Today has been decisive for breathing energy, raise new solidarities and redoubling the motives of indignation. It is important now to think strategically and collectively about the next step.“

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Fotostrecke von elpais.com

Zwei gräuliche Fotos von flickr.com: I, II

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[via estaticos.elperiodico.com]

4) Ergebnis:

[via efrog.com]

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Nachtrag vom 30.5.2011:

Der marodierende Faschist II

[via occupiedlondon.org]

“From the social trench of Villa Amalias” (a statement by the Villa Amalias squat in Athens regarding the events of the past days)

Tuesday, May 17, 2011

Friday May 13th, 2011. Greek original.

For the past three days the wider area around Villa Amalias has seen events that any intelligent being living in the year 2011 would have thought to come out of a science fiction scenario. But this is not the case. This has been the reality for the past three years more or less: some have not experienced it, some do not want to see it, some are stupor and refuse to see it, some become complacent — and yet some seem to seek it.

Under the pretext of the condemnable —by all of us— murder of the 44 year old Manolis Kantaris on the junction of Tritis Septemvriou and Ipirou street, some people decided the time had come for them to cleanse the area from those strange and grubby creatures (according to them), the migrants, launching an indiscriminate pogrom.

From the very first moment TV stations stepped into a dance around the dead body, ballooning all the wrongdoings of this case, and our well-known “neighbours” made an appearance once again to help the scared residents step out of their doorsteps. Could it be that “golden dawn” is the new name of an entire area of Athens, not yet set because of some bureaucratic issues with its naming? All of a sudden, the death of a man by persons unknown with robbery as its motivation turned into the murder of an entire “nation” by “illegal migrants who act uncontrollably”. The ideal story for the fascist TV scenario writers who long a greek purity they have lost for at least half a millennium (if it ever existed at the first place that is) in order to organise feasts, with their trophy being any migrant that would happen to cross their way.

In a blink, the rules of the game are overturned and from the point where all enraged greeks would condemn criminality and uncontrollable violence in their neighbourhoods, we now reached the point where anything is allowed as long as it is committed by greeks. Mobbing is allowed and so are mass beatings, stabbings, exemplary and throughout likeliness murders — like the one of the 21 year old Bangladeshi migrant [in the neighbourhood of Kato Patisia, trans.] Everything is allowed in the name of fear, survival, imposition and revenge. Cannibalism is allowed, too.

Social cannibalism. The result of dissolved society which refuses, whether willingly or not, to acknowledge the source of all this. To understand that the poverty and squalor never came, nor will it ever come from those from below in this world. Those from bellow are the recipients of a situation that is eternally fed by those above, those holding capital and power, because this is how they safeguard their continuity. The manipulation and subjugation of the world, with social, economic and class criteria, holds for them the balance of the base of the capitalist pyramid.

By beating, stabbing or imposing yourself on whoever you consider to be inferior to you, without any specific logic, based on the colour of their skin or the country of their origin, no financial troubles of yours will be resolved. This, unless we all dream of working day and night at traffic lights, brothels, as street traders, builders, or cleaners for a crust of bread. Neither your social troubles will be resolved, since you will always have an inferiority complex —since you have it now too— inferiority and depreciation of your life by someone you consider to be your anterior.

The solution will always come through the social awareness and collective nuclei of resistance against those who truly suck away our lives. Those who convict in absentia those from below in terms of class, condemning them to a total, reciprocal extermination under the veil of order, security and prosperity. The same order and security that sent the young demonstrator Y.K. to the intensive care unit (and another 70 demonstrators to the hospital), following the consecutive murderous blows he received by the uniformed pigs, the executing force of their junto-democracy.

For the record:

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For the past 3 days and continuing on from the turmoil that followed the murder of M.K., the squats of the Plateia Victorias area saw some attempts of organised attacks by golden dawn members, so-called “indignant residents” [the term often used in mass media as a euphemism for fascists/racists — trans.] —and don’t you ever dare call them racists!— and cops. Chronologically, the first such attempt happened on May 10th at the squat of Patision and Skaramanga, with the fascists trying to attack the squat aided by cops who threw tear gas to the squatters to force them retreat inside the building.

Immediately afterwards was the turn of Villa Amalias. In all these three days the aforementioned (fascists and cops) tried to attack the squat but they were unsuccessful, as the crouching together and solidarity of those who see part of their self in Villa prevented this aim. In their attempt they found a helping hand, as in all their actions up to date, in the police. Sometimes hand by hand and lined up together, sometimes with the cops in the front and their fascist poodles following behind, sometimes the other time round. In any case this illegal relationship of affection and passion between the greek police and fascists has started to become legalised a long while ago, and it has been blatantly covered up not only by the state (that is, the employer of both) but by the media as well (a faithful contractor and associate of the state in dealing with tasks of social stupor and distortion of events). Or, with the narration of history either cut in half, or distorted. The truth in just three lines is that they came, they got their response —and not only that— and they bolted, because their procurers threw us tear gas. End of the story.

All these “gentlemen” should make clear in their minds that for us, people and ideas are not disposable products or part of some trend that we would change or bin at the first instance. Our responses, from whatever post they are given, will always be collective, dynamic and unabridged — they will not be supported or manipulated by anyone who wants to gain from bodies, whether metaphorically or literally. For us life has no “price tag” to negotiate in the markets of nationalities and their falsified national pride.

We have written this in the past but we do not tire ourselves in repeating it: we consciously find ourselves facing and against any exploiter, procurer and heroin dealer, regardless of nationality. Yet we also know that what is lacking is neither more police (there is an excess of that), the demand for order and security, nor of course the racist propaganda and fascist violence. What is lacking is the courage of the contact and association with what is different, the mutual self respect and dignity, the attempts for cross-cultural coexistence and the (substantial, not para-statal) self-organising, which can heal many of the wounds of our multicultural/proletarian neighbourhoods.

A HUMAN’S BLOOD SHALL NOT BECOME

A SEA THAT THE FASCISTS CAN FISH OUT FROM

May 13th, 2011

Villa Amalias Squat

80, Aharnon Str. & Heiden

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  • Bei all den Widersprüchen, in denen mit der herrschenden Klasse auch deren Schild und Schwert befangen ist, könnte sie einem regelrecht Leid tun. Denn wir wissen, der Polizist ist des Bürgers Freund und Helfer! Nun, wacker tritt er an, die Wunden, die das Kapital reißt, zu flicken: – „The police will chase the extreme rightists and leftists and the citizens will seek safety in security firms“grreporter.info
  • Hier klafft die Wunde noch – „Der Fall des Yiannis K.“
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    [ebenfalls via occupiedlondon.org]

    “Barbarity spreads: solidarity or fear.” The poster flyposted by the anarchists detained in Athens on May 17th

    The poster by the Skaramanga squat, that was flyposted around the Plateia Victorias area by approximately fifty anarchists before they were detained by police earlier this evening.

    Greek original.

    Barbarity spreads: solidarity or fear.

    It is incomprehensible to hold your breath from the moment you step out of your front door, to have to look behind your back to walk through your neighbourhood and to be slaughtered for a camera. The degradation that has amassed in a tiny stretch of land is incomprehensible. It is incomprehensible to be lynched, stabbed, to have your door kicked in, to be murdered because you happen to have dark skin and to be born a few thousand kilometres away from here.

    It is incomprehensible, yet true. The racist pogrom launched under the pretext of the cold-blooded assassination of the 44-year old man was carried out with the harmonious cooperation of police and the well-known para-statists of the golden dawn, with the tolerance of a part of the residents of the area. As extreme as it may sound, in its essence this condenses the migration policy of the last twenty years, with the thousands of assassinated migrants at the borders, the “cleansing operations” [in cities], the subjugations and rapes in the euphemistically named “hospitality centres” [the migrant detention camps — trans.] and in police stations, the forced labour camps in Manolada and elsewhere, and the social racism of deprecatory gazes on the street, social exclusion and the fascists’ knives.

    The problems faced by locals and migrants have a common uterus in the strategy of the state and the bosses who organise the devaluation of our lives and of everyone’s labour, who intensify exploitation and asphyxiating social control, who spread division and reciprocal extermination between the exploited. For as long as we do not see the common historical and class thread that unites locals and migrants, for as long as we turn our gaze away from our common present and future, for as long as constructed divisions are not replaced by solidarity, kindness, understanding, discussion, relationships of community, common struggles, for as long as we do not recognise that the ongoing attack is a threat for us all, for as long as we do not realise that the depreciation of the person next to us will not end there but will crash upon us in full force, until then, barbarity and cannibalism will disguise themselves as life.

    Squat of Patision 61 and Skaramanga

    Der marodierende Faschist

    Hier eine Zusammenstellung von Artikeln, die sich mit den rassistischen Ausschreitungen in Athen in Folge des Raubmordes an Manolis Kantaris sowie die militanten Verteidigungsmaßnahmen von linken Gruppen und Migranten nach dem offenbar rassistisch motivierten Mord an einem bangladesischen Migranten und den zahlreichen Übergriffen seitens marodierender Faschisten im wohl als naturgemäß zu bezeichnenden Verbund mit der Athenischen Bereitschaftspolizei befassen.

    „Greece: Fascists attempt racist pogroms“
    – Autonomy against Barbarism

    „Riots in downtown Athens. The situation got out of control“ – GR Reporter

    „Athens, May 12th: 21-year-old Bangladeshi migrant stabbed to death, almost certainly by fascist thugs; 5,000 march against police repression; fascist pogrom sees more migrants hospitalized“ – Contra Info

    „Greek officials urge calm after racist attacks“
    – Athens News

    Do geese see God?

    This time, an interesting discussion on a well-known social platform about the idea of god, which might be of interest. Yet, I don‘t know why it ended so abruptly, but this circumstance might again be of some interest. First an foremost, I want to express my gratitude for this exciting debate! Thank you! So here it comes…

    My friend G. posts (as an update)

    Do geese see god?

    L., comments

    the notion of seeing is slightly misleading. in catholocism, god is rather to be lived. but as to the geese: the scholastic theologian nicholas of cusa, one of the most influential, believes the world to be the emanation of what one may call „god“. hegel radicalizes this thought by arguing that „god“ or the „absolute spirit“ („weltgeist“) is not some sort of a timeless will or a separate, superior being but the totality of history as it is defolding. in this sense it all depends on whether geese perceive themselves as historical beings. most people don‘t.

    G.

    It all depends through which lenses you view it. One category for universal ancestry argues about the homology in vertebrate limbs, i.e. A bat’s wing, a porpoise’s flipper, a horse’s legs, and a human’s hand. Their homology proof that they all „historically“ share a common ancestor. Isn‘t homology good evidence for Darwinism? But for me, it can be summed up in a single word: „design“. I believe that irreducibly complex systems are strong evidence of a purposeful, intentional design by an intelligent agent. Would it not be strange if a universe without purpose accidentally created humans who are so obsessed with purpose? Now try to read my status back to front..there we go :p

    L. counters

    a friend gave me an interesting hint: irreducibly complex structures that might contradict evolution have been falsified. there are none (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Flagella#Evolution_of_flagella_and_debate). obviously, this has made creationists deeply sad, but anyway, an argumentation referring to a common origin simplifies the complexity of the natural history and history of men, just as much as bare physiology waters down the existential matters of mankind. the way history has evolved is not inherently reasonable, nor does the pope know why. on the contrary, his almost charmingly naive view upon the world is the conclusive evidence of the regress within catholicism. it did take a long way from the blooming early christianity and the emancipatory plebeian sects (the pataria of milan or the cathars in south france) to the miserable state of the institutionalized, contemporary christian churches. ever since, they have proven their predisposition for reactionary ideologies. now don‘t get me wrong, i am a believer, but differently. i cherish the universal idea of love and therefore a belief that is not satisfied with what is. so in other words, i feel deeply attached to the original idea of christianity that is one of emancipation. it just needs to be rejuvenated. and that’s when marx pops up, litterally outta nowhere! really, it’s all the rage now!

    G.

    I‘m totally with you and I like all of your point of views..hope we can get together soon to discuss it further more, along with some good music and a cup of wine :)

    - L. likes this. He really does!

    G. adds

    And actually the most funny/interesting thing is how the conversation turned this nice from a palindrome!!! Hehehe

    Unfortunately unsatisfied, L. gives in

    to sum it up, „step on no pets“. ;-)

    Eventually, G. sums it up yet again

    Or: „Oozy rat in a sanitary zoo“ hehehehe. Sweet!!

    Gerede II

    Robert Menasse wirkt in sich ruhend – aus sich heraus argumentativ überlegen. Er befühlt Gedankenperlenketten, darin verdichten sich Ideen, die sich ohne Zwang am Gegenstand entfalten. Strache rekurriert auf bildhafte, offenbar apriorisch konsensmäßige, selbsterklärend weil phantasmatische Schlagwörter, von „den Österreichern“ bis zur „schweigenden Mehrheit“. Er nimmt sie alle, wie sie fallen.
    Dieser kleine Mann gibt alles für den kleinen Mann, weiß man. Richtig Power dahinter, klasser Kerl und überhaupt, sagt man. – Man vergisst darüber: Strache ist nicht mehr als das Bild, das er von sich hegt. Hier mag das zwar politisches „Kapital“ sein. Aber wo der Eine hinter sich verschwindet, da behält der Andere noch sein Schönstes ein…

    (Und Menasses Roman „Selige Zeiten, brüchige Welt“ ist so etwas, das die drei Punkte aufgreift.)