Banner at Patissia: Hands off of squats & migrants

From Marousi to Koukaki and from Exarchia to Kipseli and Patissia, the seeds of another world have already been sowed. A world against misery, exploitation, wage slavery, property and selfishness. And these seeds grow with blood instead of water, and with violence instead of sun. The more blood is spilled, the more fed are the seeds, and the more violence is used against the bodies of the damned ones, the more grown are the flowers of resistance. Every closed squat, every manhunt and beating against our bodies, makes us stubborn and more powerful.

On 23/12 we hung a banner at the basketball courts of Fitefti, in Kato Patissia neighbourhood, writing: “Hands off of squats & migrants – Antiauthoritarian, solidarian & self organized communities in every neighbourhood”.

Under_Stand!
assembly from around Ameriki’s square

When they shout for clean neighborhoods, it smells of blood

When they shout for clean neighborhoods,
it smells of blood

The blood of the migrants that are exiled to the concentration camps after the eviction of the squats where they used to live and stand with as much dignity as possible.

The blood at the borders, the seas, the working places, the cells and the police stations, the blood of the damned that were trying to find a solution for the dead ends of their daily survival.

The blood that paints red the streets and the pavements, the same
blood that paints red the cop’s glob or the fascist’s knife, the same blood that arms the automatic guns of the full-armored cops who secure the dominant order with their patrol-vans, or the carbine of the bosses and the pacified owners who would kill in order to defend their sacred property.

The blood that quietly soaks the red carpet that is rolled out for investors and real-estate owners, for the sake of development, progress, tourism, the nation: for the sake of capitalism.

On the pretext of the state’s war against drugs, against “lawlessness”, the war for the “cleaning of the neighborhoods by the outcasts”, it emerges the profile of the superfluous ones: the “dust” and the “garbage”, as was fluently expressed by the syndicalist cop Balaskas.

The aspired normality is raised exactly over the existence of these exclusions. The streets that are walked by the “virtuous ones” in the world of the state and economic domination, are built exactly over the dead bodies of the superfluous ones.

In this war, the “garbage” take stand: the stand of solidarity among them, of the effort to co-organize and take back the control of their own lives as much as possible.

Parts of this effort are the squats, the demonstrations, the gatherings, the solid support of each other, the relationships that we build on the base of equality, honesty, empathy and responsibility.

It’s our world against theirs
and we are two worlds in conflict

Under_Stand!
assembly from around Ameriki’s square