Communique from the Bank of No Money, Deptford SE London
We are rats running rabid through the stinking guts of London …
Sick of the fractured ‘scene’ of squatters in London, sick of faux-punk venues and the fashionable veneer of rebellion, sick of the apathy and passivity, sick of housing where everyone is locked in their own rooms, their own lives, their existence atomised, stinking of fried chicken and choking on the bones of what once was, we came together to act …
We are a collective of those in active rebellion.
Warsaw. Barcelona. Roma. Thessaloniki. London. All over we meet in joint attack.