My heart is torn in too many directions today, not able to keep up with those I love or be…
Cindy Milstein’s Blog
Talk to Neighbors, Not Cops
This image, copied on to an 8.5 x 11 piece of paper, now wrinkled and worn, has been tacked up…
This Life That Should Be Eros
I don’t think I’ll ever quite get this thing called “life,” or what passes for it in this social structure…
Hard Remembering
My dad was born in Chicago. I think. I’m not sure. I can’t remember. I can hardly recall him, as…
Are Our Communities Strong Enough for Police to Be Obsolete?
A new wildly fanciful and completely essential goal, with so many potential tactical and strategic angled to make it materialize,…
Throwing a Wrench in the “Capitalism Works” Piece
Like capitalism, and its “creative capitol” version in city’s such as, say, New York City, it lures us with an…
Red and Black Vienna
One could almost assert that “anarchism is everywhere” in Vienna, at least in terms of how it looks on the…
Deathwatch
I woke this morning, May 10, in the same homey hospice room as my mom, one of my sisters, and…
Organizing as If Social Relations Matter
This evening, several hours after standing around outdoors in chilly winter weather at a rally beneath the clock tower of…
Messy—This Is What Democracy Might Always Look Like . . . But It’s Worth It
If it seems challenging at times to slog through process in anarchist collectives, if it was challenging much of the…