South Side Anarchist Collective
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    HEY KIDS...
    LET'S GO KILL A COP!
    No, I don't mean grab the nearest weapon and kill the first person in a uniform you see. I mean kill the COP IN YOUR HEAD---the one who tells you not to question certain things (like your job, advertising, television, the political system, etc.), the one who tells you not resist injustice, and to follow rules which you never agreed to, to accept authority, and to live in fear. THIS cop is the REAL enemy... NOT some person in a uniform. Every one of us needs to destroy THIS cop if we are ever going to live in freedom. We need to question ALL existing institutions and determine if they REALLY meet our needs as human beings. We need to REFUSE to accept institutions which create conditions of injustice. Above all, we need to break down the barriers which these systems impose on our lives. We can not afford to accept limitations. Only in absolute freedom can humanity reach its highest potential. IT'S REVOLUTION TIME... AND OVERTHROWING THE GOVERNMENT IS NOT ENOUGH! It is necessary to destroy the basis of ALL government, which is MENTAL SLAVERY. Authority is an imposition against every principle of human dignity and freedom. No longer can we obey; no more can we submit to being ruled. THE DEGREE TO WHICH YOU RESIST IS THE DEGREE TO WHICH YOU ARE FREE. It is impossible to be "too" militant, to be "too" revolutionary. What we need now is a COMPLETE CHANGE from everything which the world has seen up to this point. DARE TO ACCOMPLISH THE "IMPOSSIBLE"! There can be no more compromise with any system based on prisons, ghettos, borders, fear, exploitation, and alienation. We can have the future we want if we are only willing to realize it. TOTAL REVOLUTION BEGINS TODAY!
    I've labored long and hard for bread,
    For honor and for riches---
    But on my corns too long you've tread
    You fine-haired sons of bitches.
    --Charles E. Bolton, alias "Black Bart" (1877)

    I despise your order, your laws, your force-propped authority. Hang me for it!
    --Louis Lingg, Chicago anarchist (1887)


    DUMP THE BOSSES
    Are you cold, forlorn, and hungry?
    Are there lots of things you lack?
    Is your life made up of misery?
    Then DUMP THE BOSSES off your back!

    Are your clothes all torn and tattered?
    Are you living in a shack?
    Would you have your troubles scattered?
    Then DUMP THE BOSSES off your back!

    Are you almost split asunder,
    Loaded like a long-eared jack?
    Boom! Why don't you buck like thunder,
    And DUMP THE BOSSES off your back!

    All the agonies you suffer
    You could end in one good WHACK!
    Stiffen up, you orn'ry duffer
    And DUMP THE BOSSES off your back!