On Tuesday, CBC TV News program, The National, claimed that “Hamas is labelled a terror group by the U.N."
Either the CBC has fired their fact-checkers or it's deliberate, because the truth is that it's an outright lie.
We demand that the CBC retract their false claim about the UN and Hamas.
The CBC backed down and issued their retraction on the evening news.
Print multiple copies of this poster and whack them up all over your city. Join the worldwide crusade to #FreeBarghouti.
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The ICJ ruling on provisional measures:
- Prevent acts prohibited in the 1948 U.N. genocide convention, including killing Palestinians, causing them serious bodily or mental harm, and “deliberately inflicting on the group conditions of life calculated to bring about its physical destruction in whole or in part.”
- Prevent and punish statements that constitute incitement to genocide against Palestinians in Gaza.
- Ensure the provision of basic services and humanitarian aid “to address the adverse conditions of life” in Gaza.
- Preserve evidence related to allegations of genocidal acts.
- Report back to the court within one month on its compliance with the orders.
The Canadian Broadcasting Corporation (CBC) rejected our 15-second spot criticizing them for their biased coverage of the Israel/Hamas war. They said their Advertising Standards Rulebook prohibited them from accepting “any advertisement that could place the CBC at the centre of a controversy or public debate.” Sounds like standard bureaucratic doublespeak. Email the CBC ombudsman: ombud@cbc.ca or call them at +1 (416) 205-2978 and let them know what you think!
This is just the beginning. We're brewing another mindbomb spot to double down and take the CBC to task.
When consumer culture collided with the digital environment, something new emerged. Something new but ancient: a plague. Only this one isn’t attacking bodies. It’s attacking minds.
We are all addicts now, with devastating mental-health effects. The only way to break the cycle is by voluntarily taking on the pain of doing without.
Welcome to the New Asceticism.
[PSYCHO]
Smooth apes with brains still wired for scarcity are lurching around in a world of plenty.
[selfie-click]
And by plenty, we’re talking overabundance. Wishes instantly fulfilled. More calories within reach than our ancestors could have chased down in a month.
See, life is paradox, and the paradox of plenty is this: You’d think that instantly gratified desires would be a recipe for happiness. But the opposite is true.
In cities around the world, let’s whack this poster up on bus stops, lampposts, bank windows . . .
And share this Savior Meme far and wide.
There are two ways to say “Fuck it.”
The first way means: “We’re fucked." Just give up. Go huddle up in the woods somewhere.
The second way means the exact opposite. That "Fuck it" is the war cry of the student standing in front of the tank in Tiananmen Square, Ukrainians giving the finger to Putin, Palestinians standing up to marauding settlers in the West Bank. When you have nothing to lose, "Fuck it" takes on weird kind of power. It’s the last great act of furious defiance.
We choose Number Two.
This is where our heads are here at Adbusters, as we roll into this Year of the Dragon.
We say: Let’s get together for one last stand. Let’s pool our resources, totally rethink what it is we’re doing here at the tail end of the consumer-capitalist mindfuck, and try to trigger a World Revolution.
How?
By coming up with a global ritual that is just bewilderingly disruptive, radically out of hand.
Here’s the deal: We pick one day of the week and just … take it back. Make it ours. Reclaim it. Repurpose it. Rededicate it to the service of the wild human spirit and a sane, sustainable future. Weekdays we work. Saturdays we party. Sundays we rest. And now, Fridays we turn into a new kind of 21st century holiday:
Instead of working, we start the day by staring into the mirror, building up resistance in the circuitry of the heart. And then we hit the streets to sow inspired anarchic bliss.
We turn our cities into carnivals, our universities into hotbeds of revolutionary fervor, our supermarkets into staging grounds, our financial districts into fiery zones of contention.
We churn everything up!
Some of us write poems and shoot them into cyberspace. Others wander around editing media messages, detourning ads, posting ultimatums and manifestos on lampposts, singing in Starbuck's, taking our dog into the bank.
Ten years ago, everyone told us we were crazy trying to launch Occupy Wall Street, but it turned out to be one of the most powerful things we’ve ever done.
#FuckItAllFridays is an idea like that. It could suddenly fire up the imaginations of activists around the world, break the techno-capitalist trance and thrust our failing civilization in a brave new direction.
Or it could flop — but there's never been a better time to try it.
Channeling the malcontent in the air all over the world, we hit the streets on Fridays, injecting a new urgency, a new raucous energy, to our activism.
Then we keep picking up the pace, the tempo, the rhythm. Friday after Friday, here there and everywhere, we morph into a 21st century political animals: be fired-up all the time. We come up with a weekly eruption of We the People rage so incessant so visceral that world leaders will have no option but to act on our demands:
• Declare a Global Climate Emergency
• Halt all subsidies to oil companies
• Eliminate all tax havens
• Impose a 1% Robin Hood Tax on all stock market transactions and currency trades
• Move towards a global marketplace in which the price of every product tells the ecological truth
We zero in on a new grand narrative, a once-in-a-millennium mind shift, a radical set of micromemes, macromemes and metamemes . . . ideas so fundamental, so systemic, so profound that a sane and sustainable future is unthinkable without them.
We rewrite the basic code of what it means to be alive today. We hack into the hierarchical, top-down power structures that have ruled the world for thousands of years. We create a new bottom-up mindset, beyond the Left and Right — a new dream, a new way of thinking, a secret so fucking dangerous and beautiful that it opens up all the possibilities for governing ourselves in the future.
Join us . . . let’s get together and play jazz, discover new riffs, turn every Friday into a drumbeat for a new world order.
In our year-end issue we ask if life on Earth has any meaning. Then we go on a magical mystery tour of all the big ideas, the savior memes, the breakthrough eco, psycho, econo, political and aesthetic transformations without which a sane sustainable future is unthinkable.
Good holiday read.
Must have intelligence for the dangerous year ahead.
One of the great epiphanies of my life happened thirty-five years ago in my neighborhood supermarket parking lot. I was plugging a coin into a shopping cart when it suddenly occurred to me just what a dope I was. Here I was putting in my quarter for the privilege of spending money in a store I come to every week but hate, a sterile chain store that rarely offers any locally grown produce and always makes me wait in line to pay. And when I am done shopping, I’d have to take this cart back to the exact spot their efficiency experts have decreed, slide it back in with all the other carts, rehook it, and press a button to get my damn quarter back.
A little internal fuse blew. I stopped moving. I glanced around to make sure no one was watching. Then I reached for that big bent coin I’d been carrying around in my pocket and I rammed it as hard as I could into the coin slot. And then with the lucky Buddha charm on my keyring I banged that coin in tight until it jammed. I didn’t stop to analyze whether this was ethical or not — I just let my anger flow. And then I walked away from the supermarket and headed for the little fruit and vegetable store down the road. I felt more alive than I had in months.
— Excerpt from the prologue of Manifesto for World Revolution
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