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These people are so incomprehensibly stupid

In this book, Bookchin separates anarchists into two schools: the good anarchists (social anarchists) who do things like read theory and advocate for collectivism, and bad anarchists (lifestyle anarchists) who do pointless things like create zines and light garbage cans on fire. It’s got incredible vibes of “old man yells at cloud” where the cloud is any anarchist under the age of 35. Nothing has convinced me more of lifestyle anarchism than Bookchin’s grumbling.

Yet the final essay, from four years earlier than the main body, has some incisive commentary, particularly on the still-trendy insistence that imperialism can only be practiced by western capitalist nations.

Wow this is incredibly whiny

Who says I don’t read theory?

This book is going to piss me off, I can tel already

This book appears to have two different titles. This is the title listed on the author’s website.

This book was more interesting than I initially expected it to be. It’s not a bad introduction to the current wave of (distinctly white, American) feminist argumentation, and while Manne does make sure to acknowledge Black, trans, and indigenous feminism(s), the book eventually swings towards an inevitable slant of contemporary progressive white feminism, particularly in the last chapters. This weakens the book somewhat, but it nevertheless provides for a good overview of feminist thought.

Jumping into this book viewing feminism through the lens of male entitlement. It’s shockingly more refreshing, modern, and accessible than I expected it to be.

Interesting little collection of NYT articles on white nationalism. It’s weird seeing your name, your friends’ names, in a literal history book.

At least they appear on the right side of it.

On to #19 of the Modern Library list. Very excited to dive into this book, which is, as I understand it, one of the classics of Black American 20th Century literature.

Time to traumatize myself again

My god, my god what a book. Moving and poetic, this book is a memoir of what it means to be from Charlottesville, through lenses you probably can’t understand if you’re not from here, but you should try anyways. Beautifully written.

Diving into this little book from one of Charlottesville’s best

A rich trilogy with a magnificent amount of color, a tragic depression tale. It’s perhaps also worth saying that this book has the highest density of racial slurs of any book I’ve ever read. There’s practically at least one on every page, and there are nearly 900 pages.

An interesting, ideological book. It’s not a history book and Osterweil is not a historian, though the book is largely about the history of property and riots in the US, covering uprisings as a natural, expected release against a system that oppresses. There’s a bit of skepticism that has to be held while reading something with an evident bias, and the book’s main failing is the lack of conclusory evidence that looting actually creates, or if sustained can create, revolutionary social change. This is the thesis I wanted to see, but it is left off the page.