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Chemistry for Anarchists, Thursday, Period 4
They met in a normal classroom, and the board bore an A inside a circle with a quote underneath: "I shall blow up your buildings a little more and be less open with you than I was before." -- Thomas Rainsborough.
Tyler sat on the desk, swinging his legs impatiently as he waited for students to gather.
"So this class," he said, swiping a hand over his hair, "might be where we should have started. We're going from the practice -- the nitro and Molotovs, and the stuff we'll get into in the next three weeks -- to theory." He turned to the board, tapped the symbol with his chalk. "This is not just a cool thing to draw on a leather jacket and play Sid Vicious. This symbol means anarchy, which is a social state with no state. No laws, no policemen, no congressmen or corporations. Just people with the freedom to go beyond whatever's holding them back, if they have that within themselves."
He tossed a thick packet at each student. "The question is, when do you rise up and start working for that by any means necessary. Your country is involved in a pointless, endless war: Is that enough? What if it's not only in a war, but trying to keep you down over the color of your skin: Enough?"
"What if your problem is with the way corporations are treating workers: Can you assassinate business leaders?"
"Or," he added, managing to keep his gaze off Eveyif she's there, "what if your country's being ruined by fascists? Is it time to bring down their headquarters?"
"Think about it," he finished. "I want to hear when you -- you personally, as you are now -- would take this class and put it into use." He pointed to one student at random. "You go first."
Tyler sat on the desk, swinging his legs impatiently as he waited for students to gather.
"So this class," he said, swiping a hand over his hair, "might be where we should have started. We're going from the practice -- the nitro and Molotovs, and the stuff we'll get into in the next three weeks -- to theory." He turned to the board, tapped the symbol with his chalk. "This is not just a cool thing to draw on a leather jacket and play Sid Vicious. This symbol means anarchy, which is a social state with no state. No laws, no policemen, no congressmen or corporations. Just people with the freedom to go beyond whatever's holding them back, if they have that within themselves."
He tossed a thick packet at each student. "The question is, when do you rise up and start working for that by any means necessary. Your country is involved in a pointless, endless war: Is that enough? What if it's not only in a war, but trying to keep you down over the color of your skin: Enough?"
"What if your problem is with the way corporations are treating workers: Can you assassinate business leaders?"
"Or," he added, managing to keep his gaze off Evey
"Think about it," he finished. "I want to hear when you -- you personally, as you are now -- would take this class and put it into use." He pointed to one student at random. "You go first."
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