Our friend and comrade Paul Z. Simons (El Errante) has passed away apparently from a heart attack. He is survived by his 5 children, Nina, Hannah Simons, Max Errickson, and Tristan and Jack Simons. He was born in Utah. He […]
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Dispatches from São Paulo: Ayahuasca, Good Work and Santo Daime
El Errante The man in the white shirt holds out the ceramic cup, I take it and drink. The ayahuasca tea tastes like maple syrup, with some fine grit and an earthy aftertaste. I return to my seat and […]
Continue reading »Pure Black: An Emerging Consensus Among Some Comrades?
Paul Z. Simons The term “black” anarchist has been thrown around recently in a number of international milieux and journals. Indeed during the last few years of my travels throughout North and South America and Europe I have noted […]
Continue reading »Dispatches from Greece Three: Notes from two months in Exarcheia
El Errante “Come and get food, Motherfuckers!” The call, in a slight accent, echoes down the marble steps of the squat—the daily common meal is ready. In many ways this call for food encapsulates the nature of squatting in Greece. […]
Continue reading »Dispatches from Greece Two: The Exarcheia Commune Rises and Defends Itself, a Review of the Battle
El Errante “Ons Danse le Lachrymo…” Graffiti, France, July 2016 (transl. “We Dance the Teargas”) “Comrade, will you watch these while I throw one?” He is tall, masked from head to toe in black, and is known to me. […]
Continue reading »Dispatches from Greece One: Vox, and Crossing the Rubicon
El Errante (All material in this dispatch was approved for release by the relevant parties) “We were in an Assembly at the Polytechnic discussing solidarity with political prisoners, and many were interested in helping with money and support. No one […]
Continue reading »In a moral Universe, there are no anarchists; Hakim Bey, Robert P. Helms, and leave out the liberal
El Errante (Before you continue, know that this article is wholly my responsibility, that Hakim Bey has neither seen, read, nor is aware of its existence. I take full responsibility for its content.) Better late than never. It’s been a […]
Continue reading »Dispatches from France Four: Nantes Manifestación 6/2/16 Postscript, A Night at the Opera
El Errante “When the National Assembly becomes a bourgeois theater, all the bourgeois theaters should be turned into national assemblies.” Graffiti, Paris May 1968 (above the entrance of the occupied Odéon Theater) During the impromptu manif, referenced in the previous […]
Continue reading »Dispatches from France Three: Nantes Manifestación 6/2/16, A Fateful Resonance, Lines of Graffiti
“Dans la rue avec la CGT on fout le zbeul” (“In the streets with the CGT fucking things up”) –Graffiti 06/02/16 Nantes El Errante Nantes, Pays de la Loire. Another day. Another manif against the Loi du Travail. This time, […]
Continue reading »Dispatches from France Two: Manifestación 5/27/16, Who’s on First, Losing a Friend in a Riot, and Black Bloc Logistics
El Errante (Paris, Ile de France, 28/05/16) The scene is becoming clearer and it doesn’t look good. On one side of the street a line of CRS (Compagnies Républicaines de Sécurité) stands in a wall, unmoving, silent, ready. And opposite […]
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