A thought that’s been percolating in my brain since I read Huey P. Newton’s bio is that revolutionary suicide isn’t truly death.
In reactionary suicide, you disappear. In revolutionary suicide, you live on in the struggle forever. People don’t forget Huey or Che or anyone that dies for us. They live on forever in the minds and hearts of the People.
To die for the struggle is the only way a materialist can achieve the afterlife. Or something.
I read Revolutionary Suicide right around the time Back to Normal was first taking hold of leftist spaces and it was a real wake up call as to how performative Modern Western Leftism is. Like it’s not occuring to anybody that they’re gonna have to sacrifice the life they have for the world they want. And I don’t just mean like at decolonize/degrowth level, but at like an individual level of what we’re gonna do with our lives.
A thought that’s been percolating in my brain since I read Huey P. Newton’s bio is that revolutionary suicide isn’t truly death.
In reactionary suicide, you disappear. In revolutionary suicide, you live on in the struggle forever. People don’t forget Huey or Che or anyone that dies for us. They live on forever in the minds and hearts of the People.
To die for the struggle is the only way a materialist can achieve the afterlife. Or something.
I read Revolutionary Suicide right around the time Back to Normal was first taking hold of leftist spaces and it was a real wake up call as to how performative Modern Western Leftism is. Like it’s not occuring to anybody that they’re gonna have to sacrifice the life they have for the world they want. And I don’t just mean like at decolonize/degrowth level, but at like an individual level of what we’re gonna do with our lives.