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Manuel Castells

The disgust becomes a network.
Manuel Castells

Julio Albarrán

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And all of a sudden the hollow singsong of the electioneering speech became unbearable. In the midst of an unceasing crisis, with 21% unemployment, 45% youth unemployment, cuts in living standards for many and fat profits for a few, impunity for the corrupt and privileges for a caste of untouchable politicians, the disgust became a network.

A little before the municipal elections on May 22, nolesvotes.org [literally, don’tvoteforthem.org] had 700,000 unique users, 154 blogs and 641,000 results on Google. In that atmosphere of outrage were germinated the ideas for the manifesto of Democracia Real Ya, a collective created in Madrid, which ended by saying: “An Ethical Revolution is necessary. We have put money above human beings and we must put it at our service. We are people, not products of the market. For all of the above, I am outraged. I believe I can change it. I believe I can help. I know that united we can do it. Come out with us. It’s your right.” And on May 15 they came out, tens of thousands of them, in Madrid, Barcelona and many other cities. At the end, in Madrid a few spent the night in the Puerta del Sol, and the following day some more in Barcelona on the Plaça de Catalunya. They talked, they dreamed and they tweeted their networks of friends. The next day they were hundreds. Then thousands. When they were evicted from the Puerta del Sol, many thousands more came. So many that when the Electoral and Constitutional Boards declared it illegal to “call for a responsible vote” during the day of reflection, the police could not impose it. The size of the acampada made it unviable. The acampadas proliferated in Spain and they extended through the world. On May 25, after the elections had been received with total indifference in this emerging society, despite the fact that it signaled the total collapse of really nonexistent socialism, there were 706 acampadas registered on the map of the globe.

They keep appearing as each locality adds its peaceful, festive and protesting demonstration to the networks weaved between cyberspace and urban space. Media attention helped to broadcast a phenomenon that everyone was in a rush to label, but that few politicians dared to condemn for the moment. It was not a case of the usual suspects. They come from all corners, conditions, ages and social groups. Look at the photos on the acampadabcn Flickr page to see the diversity. It soon became clear that there were no leaders. If anyone tried to be one, the acampada deauthorized it. While they were grateful for the services done by Democracia Real Ya, the campers did not accept any logos. In Acampadabcn it was decided that each person represented herself. Everything is worked out through functional, theme-based, autonomous multiple commissions, coordinated by an intercommission whose members rotate. The decisions that affect everyone go through the assembly at the end of the day. Motions, organization and tactics are debated. They are intense debates, carried out with respect, creating a new dynamic of gestures to avoid noisy expressions (in the spring air fluttered the hands that wave yes or the sullenly crossed arms of the noes). Swearing was forbidden. Drinking was counseled against, drugs rejected, though the matter is under debate. Any hint of violence is controlled; in the first ten days there was only one incident. Nonviolence is a basic principle assumed by all, tested when the authorities have grown tired of being overridden and have taken to dishing out beatings.

Once the elections were over, the movement extended, concretized and deepened. It extended through other cities and decentralized itself into neighborhoods, sketching out mini-acampadas that could even reach as far as places of work. It concretized with each acampada deciding its own objectives; and its organization and demands were decided. And it deepened through a growing concentration on the programmatic elaboration of objectives. On May 25, AcampadaSol released a document synthesizing the motions approved by the assemblies since May 16: elimination of privileges of the political class; measures to tackle unemployment, including job sharing and the rejection of the rise in the retirement age as long as there is youth unemployment; right to housing, including the expropriation of unsold housing stock in order to place it on the market under a program of protected rents; quality public services, including the elimination of wasteful administrative spending, the hiring of health and education workers, cheap and eco-friendly public transport; control over banks, constituting a public banking system under the control of society, with those entities that go bankrupt returning to public funds the capital they have received; fiscal reform, raising taxes on the very wealthy and on banks, and controlling fiscal fraud and capital movements; civil liberties and participative democracy, starting with the abolition of the Ley Sinde, which restricts internet freedom; protect freedom of information and investigative journalism; modifying the electoral law to put an end to political discrimination, including the representation of the null and blank votes; judicial independence, internal democracy in the political parties; reduction in military spending.

I cite these objectives to emphasize how concrete and reasonable they are, even though the immediate utopia of a different life is also present in many minds. But what is transformative is the process more than the product. It is the elaboration in open commissions and the decision taken in assembly. It is a new politics for exiting the crisis toward a new way of life built collectively. A slow process because, as a poster reads in Barcelona, “we’re going slowly because we’re going far.” So those who minimize the wikiacampadas still do not understand how profound they are. They may leave the squares, to return to them periodically, but they will not leave the social networks and the minds of those who participate. They are no longer alone. And they have lost their fear ... because they discovered new forms of organization, participation and mobilization that burst the traditional channels belonging to those whom a large section of society, and the majority of young people, distrust. Parties and institutions will have to learn to live with this emerging civil society. If not, they will hollow out from the inside while citizens move from wikiacampadas to that networked democracy yet to be discovered in a collective practice that finds its root in every person.

Manuel Castells' three volume, The Information Age, attempts an encompassing theory of the network society and the “informational guerrilla movements” who resist it. The above essay was translated by Hugh Green and originally appeared in La Vanguardia.

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Ronin

Islam for restraint. The radical Dharma for the auspicious manifestation of liberating experiences; seeing through the illusion of the 5 elements.

Awareness of the waking dream create the vision of the state, dream-awake through the smoke and digital mirrors, bury the living in their plastic replicated facsimiles, too bad for the future fukushima came to take them early.

Self created mass genocidal, cackling clapping monkey's horde the shallow and belligerant and enshrine the ignorant. Loud noises in space never travel too far.

Visions across the steppes, snow drifting endless wandering without peace; no relent through the many lives of time. The echo's of hatred through history here to limit our omniscience.

Crippled by the burning fervor and the popular mass activated emulation of media mental abrasion creating false realities in confabulated denial laughing allowed in the end times. The descent to the hollowed places of starvation, grief, and anguish at the horrors of the living now time apocalypse:

meta-creation in our minds eyes by the denizens of hatred, with lust fuck the world for profit, plus butcher the unborn with invisible unknowable cancerous rivers in an ocean of stagnation and death.

Flush it into the sea and let it fester and decay the placid and eternal place. Laugh it off and have a drink.

We were failures as a generation anyways. Who needs children in a world where you can only acknowledge a gross sense of self where it is connected in infinite ingressing loops with others; created, fostered, and filtered through a false digital environment cutting our souls from bodies and blending them into the collective.

Wherever you run to they can find you, whatever you say they can hear you, whatever you do, means nothing in a world of half second memory in the abyss of falsified shallow thought forms far from intuitive spaces born into our bodies as we breathe and live. From birth is our right to know and experience in this way.

Depleted and drained, thrown away in a few generations. Bar codes for babies to keep them safe. Where does the cancer come from? What is causing the sterility and birth defects. We can't remember what is what from the ethics of a few generations we become slaves to the digital apparatus of narcissism and entertainment pervesion of the voyeuristic paranoid fear instinct. Live for the lowest chakra's and immolute with the emulators.

Hide out when the suns wrath comes, there wont be time anymore, The collective myth disappears and righteous fascists with flags embroidered with the symbolism of blood and hatred reign in the minds of the ignorant and intuitively destitute. Manufactured suffering in the world of illusion and desire. Creating your self for the hollow world. House of broken mirrors and lcd screens.

Ship us to the third world, the wars don't stop now, there is no side just chaos and those who would profit from it, those who are too weak to resist their simian impulse to violence upon frustration with the failure of the mechanisms they had staked their false ideals on.

Cancerous earth, beckons the moon to return once more, dream-awake the day burns away creation; and the sun's wrath comes for you.

Hiding in the cellar, we plant the seeds for the future when the fires stop burning. How will they go out if we don't irrigate the plantations?

Class action hypgnosis the succubi zombie drones 13 years for porn star victory liberation at the expense of base rock cocaine connundrums and follies, the death of our future in 1 generation without regard for other than the smoking mirrors of the lcd plastic crap recycling back the obvious in 10,000 ways.

Picking through the trash piles from manilla to mumbai, suffer for my convenience im all that exists i know it because all i see is my own reflection to the exclusion of awareness i have convinced myself i have chosen automation for the purposes of convenience.

Its easier to give up that way. Turn away and expose yourself to the designs of your overlords, prison shower scene culture of ambivalence and stupidity. Spare us the genuinely contrived spiel about the expediancy of great discord and give up.

21st century new millenium paradigm shifters at the precipice of nascent violence and endless disharmony spiraling through our mass distracted minds. Dharmic law, hidden beneath the 5 elements, and concealed from the population to keep the sheeple in check with their free-base desires.

Throw the blame around wherever, its everywhere. Happiness comes to those who can deny well and confabulate a false self enough to make the superficial joys of pumping gas with the aid of pharmaceuticals in the week and the hard stuff with alcohol on the weekend. Casino wallstreet player putting the profit up his nose as fast as he can aid in the collapse like a reptile or a spider, predatory insect.

Stung by the bee's in the center of their nest, 8 eyes upon us at every turn. the swarming yellow jackets wearing green, red and black.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yIqrvUqp7Ok

Ronin

Islam for restraint. The radical Dharma for the auspicious manifestation of liberating experiences; seeing through the illusion of the 5 elements.

Awareness of the waking dream create the vision of the state, dream-awake through the smoke and digital mirrors, bury the living in their plastic replicated facsimiles, too bad for the future fukushima came to take them early.

Self created mass genocidal, cackling clapping monkey's horde the shallow and belligerant and enshrine the ignorant. Loud noises in space never travel too far.

Visions across the steppes, snow drifting endless wandering without peace; no relent through the many lives of time. The echo's of hatred through history here to limit our omniscience.

Crippled by the burning fervor and the popular mass activated emulation of media mental abrasion creating false realities in confabulated denial laughing allowed in the end times. The descent to the hollowed places of starvation, grief, and anguish at the horrors of the living now time apocalypse:

meta-creation in our minds eyes by the denizens of hatred, with lust fuck the world for profit, plus butcher the unborn with invisible unknowable cancerous rivers in an ocean of stagnation and death.

Flush it into the sea and let it fester and decay the placid and eternal place. Laugh it off and have a drink.

We were failures as a generation anyways. Who needs children in a world where you can only acknowledge a gross sense of self where it is connected in infinite ingressing loops with others; created, fostered, and filtered through a false digital environment cutting our souls from bodies and blending them into the collective.

Wherever you run to they can find you, whatever you say they can hear you, whatever you do, means nothing in a world of half second memory in the abyss of falsified shallow thought forms far from intuitive spaces born into our bodies as we breathe and live. From birth is our right to know and experience in this way.

Depleted and drained, thrown away in a few generations. Bar codes for babies to keep them safe. Where does the cancer come from? What is causing the sterility and birth defects. We can't remember what is what from the ethics of a few generations we become slaves to the digital apparatus of narcissism and entertainment pervesion of the voyeuristic paranoid fear instinct. Live for the lowest chakra's and immolute with the emulators.

Hide out when the suns wrath comes, there wont be time anymore, The collective myth disappears and righteous fascists with flags embroidered with the symbolism of blood and hatred reign in the minds of the ignorant and intuitively destitute. Manufactured suffering in the world of illusion and desire. Creating your self for the hollow world. House of broken mirrors and lcd screens.

Ship us to the third world, the wars don't stop now, there is no side just chaos and those who would profit from it, those who are too weak to resist their simian impulse to violence upon frustration with the failure of the mechanisms they had staked their false ideals on.

Cancerous earth, beckons the moon to return once more, dream-awake the day burns away creation; and the sun's wrath comes for you.

Hiding in the cellar, we plant the seeds for the future when the fires stop burning. How will they go out if we don't irrigate the plantations?

Class action hypgnosis the succubi zombie drones 13 years for porn star victory liberation at the expense of base rock cocaine connundrums and follies, the death of our future in 1 generation without regard for other than the smoking mirrors of the lcd plastic crap recycling back the obvious in 10,000 ways.

Picking through the trash piles from manilla to mumbai, suffer for my convenience im all that exists i know it because all i see is my own reflection to the exclusion of awareness i have convinced myself i have chosen automation for the purposes of convenience.

Its easier to give up that way. Turn away and expose yourself to the designs of your overlords, prison shower scene culture of ambivalence and stupidity. Spare us the genuinely contrived spiel about the expediancy of great discord and give up.

21st century new millenium paradigm shifters at the precipice of nascent violence and endless disharmony spiraling through our mass distracted minds. Dharmic law, hidden beneath the 5 elements, and concealed from the population to keep the sheeple in check with their free-base desires.

Throw the blame around wherever, its everywhere. Happiness comes to those who can deny well and confabulate a false self enough to make the superficial joys of pumping gas with the aid of pharmaceuticals in the week and the hard stuff with alcohol on the weekend. Casino wallstreet player putting the profit up his nose as fast as he can aid in the collapse like a reptile or a spider, predatory insect.

Stung by the bee's in the center of their nest, 8 eyes upon us at every turn. the swarming yellow jackets wearing green, red and black.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=yIqrvUqp7Ok

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pedro.adler

time to change the way of thinking!!!

well put by the recent book "The End of Progress". Check out the interview with Graeme Maxton on his new book.

Graeme Maxton discusses about his latest book, "The End of Progress -- How modern economics has failed us", which sheds light on the aftermath of the financial crisis, overpopulation, resource depletion and the emergence of China as a global superpower.

In his book, he explores how all of these factors have brought us to our current position and where we could go from here.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2FtVJTKqFds

pedro.adler

time to change the way of thinking!!!

well put by the recent book "The End of Progress". Check out the interview with Graeme Maxton on his new book.

Graeme Maxton discusses about his latest book, "The End of Progress -- How modern economics has failed us", which sheds light on the aftermath of the financial crisis, overpopulation, resource depletion and the emergence of China as a global superpower.

In his book, he explores how all of these factors have brought us to our current position and where we could go from here.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2FtVJTKqFds

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