via: Attaque
L’Observateur / Friday 11 September 2020
Two vehicles were struck by fire during the night of Thursday September 10 to Friday 11, around 2:30 am, in the parking lot of Maubeuge prison. According to Christophe Muzzolin, of the Force ouvrière pénitentiaire union, this is apparently a voluntary act since “a brick was found inside one of the cars”.These vehicles belong to the Prison service for integration and probation. They were parked in the parking lot reserved for personnel of the establishment.
The twelve men and two women would have
The prison and I are old acquaintances, on more than one occasion I have sat at their table, over the years we have changed and we have both learned from each other…but no matter how much time passes essentially the prison and I remain the same. Prison is still the power-sucking monster that grows and spreads submission and repentance, and I continue to have the same seditious desires as before.
Las cárceles son las estructuras que buscan inhibir el acto de cualquier persona que salga de las conductas propias del Estado, el castigo, la imposición y la disciplina es el régimen que tiene que vivir cualquier cautivo/a, buscando en ellos/as anular sus acciones, ideas y convicciones. Estas acciones pueden ser “delictivas” como quienes desafían el orden bajo una opción política revolucionaria.
I first knew Pong way back in 2004. I saw them in a punk gig with a full battle gear street punk look alongside his friends Tonton and other Makati punks. I visited them in their hang out place in Makati, and then I knew that Pong lived in a jeepney and sometimes he stayed in university rooms or friend’s house in Makati. When his family moved into the relocation site in Cavite, Pong and his older brother still stayed in Makati. Pong was literally a nomad, moving from place to place. When I was working as a tricycle driver, Pong and others would visit me in our terminal hang out and eat together after I finished my work. If we wanted to visit the anarchist space in Cubao, we would go together and sleep outside on the streets at nighttime.
struggles. We can never turn to any border for asylum, nor any official for protection. We function without faith in society’s flaunted matrix of so-called rights. We function without an expectation of victory, and we fall in line with an affinity of organic desire and passion; rather than a prescribed ideology or organization.
In solidarity we stand on the ground from where we fight.