Disorderly conduct
A report from the first-ever New England Anarchist Book Fair
by Jason Gay
For a city that once gave rise to a revolution, Boston has become a rather
tepid place for political agitation. Radicalism, for the most part, is dead. A
typical political protest these days rarely involves more than a frizzly
bullhorn and a few hundred picket signs. If the rally makes the 11 o'clock
news, it's considered a rousing success.
So if you were in the vicinity of Copley Square last Saturday afternoon, you
might have done a double-take and dropped your double Frappuccino if you'd
noticed the sandwich board outside the Community Church of Boston, on Boylston
Street, advertising the first-ever New England Anarchist Book Fair. Anarchists
congregating in Boston? It sounded too radical to be true.
But it was true. For eight-plus hours, several hundred real-live
anarchists, near-anarchists, and anarchist wanna-bes gathered inside the
church's cramped second-floor space, where they bought and sold radical
manifestos ranging from the collected works of Emma Goldman and Howard Zinn to
lesser-known treatises such as Alfred Bonanno's trenchant Critique of
Syndicalist Methods. Here, one could drop the state's coin on anything from
a "McMurder" bumper sticker to tape recordings of Noam Chomsky's latest
homilies to a T-shirt reading FIRE YOUR BOSS.
Between sips of free coffee (no cream; soy), it was possible to listen to a
handful of speakers, including Montreal-based anarchist Patrick Borden, who
delivered a lecture titled (no joke intended) "Anarchist Organizing." You could
have signed your Peter Kropotkin to any number of petitions condemning the
likes of NATO, Home Depot, and FleetBoston (rechristened "FleeceBoston"); you
could have made donations to anarchy-friendly groups such as Food Not Bombs,
which distributes food to the homeless; you could have registered for the
mailing lists of radical organs such as the Anarcho-Punk Federation, Queer
Revolt, and the Long Island-based Atlantic Anarchist Circle.
If the most radical thing you'd done recently was to order curly fries with a
caesar salad, this was an opportunity to take a bold step.
"This is a place for people to network, to come together face-to-face and find
out what's going on," said Frank Richards, a cabinet-maker from Long Island who
serves as an editor of the Atlantic Anarchist Circle's newsletter. "It's a way
to take the temperature of the anarchist movement."
After lingering for more than a century on America's political fringe, anarchy
is apparently enjoying a bit of a youth movement. Richards, who is 44, said he
and his graying anarchist colleagues on Long Island now find themselves
outflanked by young punk rockers and various alterna-hipsters, and this
development was very much in evidence at the book fair. Most of the people in
attendance were in their teens and 20s; many of them were decked in de rigueur
punkish outfits of black boots, patched jeans, and hooded sweatshirts. Tattoos
and piercings abounded, as did Converse high-tops, bike-messenger bags, and
buttons touting local and regional hardcore bands.
"Anarchy is pretty much the only revolutionary movement left," said Angel, a
nose-ringed anarchist from Baltimore who heads the East Coast group the
Anarcho-Punk Federation, which places information tables at various punk shows.
"All of the other socialism movements have pretty much been failures."
It would be easy to dismiss youthful anarchism as fashion, a kind of
shock-value political philosophy good for putting a scare into your peers and
parents. But there's bona fide passion here, not to mention a genuine, budding
mistrust of the establishment. Consider the cases of Ethan Wolf and Heather
LaCapria. Both 20 years old, they were on hand at the book fair representing a
group called Coalition to Abolish the Fur Trade, or CAFT. Even by
animal-rights-activism standards, CAFT is so bold that it makes organizations
such as People for the Ethical Treatment of Animals (PETA), which is routinely
blasted for being too aggressive, look like the United Way.
Three weeks ago, Wolf and LaCapria spent part of their Sunday afternoon being
buzz-sawed out of the entrance to Macy's in Downtown Crossing, where they had
used metal rods to lash themselves to the doors in order to protest fur sales.
It took police several minutes to cut through the rods, whereupon Wolf and
LaCapria were arrested and charged with disorderly conduct. Both were sentenced
to five hours of community service, and were forced to sweep floors at a city
courthouse.
It's hardly what you'd call faddish behavior. "We tried to get them to make us
clean up the MSPCA, or Food Not Bombs," LaCapria said. "But they said it would
be a conflict of interest."
To those whose idea of questioning authority is wearing sneakers to work on
Thursdays, anarchy can sound pretty menacing. But the anarchists at Saturday's
book fair were more of the smartass, merry-prankster kind than the
let's-lob-a-homemade-bomb-into-the-state-capitol type. That's not to say that,
if pressed, you couldn't have found someone to show you how to mix a rather
effective Molotov cocktail. But the general attitude seemed to be: smash the
state, or at least have fun trying.
To some, in fact, the lure of anarchism is as much social as it is political.
Blaine Atkins, a 45-year-old software engineer from Lynn, recalled his days in
the Boston Anarchist Drinking Brigade, a now-defunct group known for its sudsy
sessions at local watering holes like the Green Street Grill in Cambridge.
Atkins once attended an anarchist clambake. "Probably between 50 and 60 people
showed up," he said. "It was a good time."
Of course, among its partisans, there is no absolute agreement on what
anarchism is. Atkins loosely defined it as a "lack of a state, and the lack of
a hierarchical structure." Author Lorenzo Komboa Ervin, in his book
Anarchism and the Black Revolution, defines anarchists as "social
revolutionaries who seek a stateless, classless, voluntary, cooperative
federation of decentralized communities based upon social ownership, individual
liberty and autonomous self-management of social and economic life."
Unattainable utopia? Perhaps. Whatever the case, it's fair to say that many
anarchists feel dicked around by the establishment, be it cops, corporations,
or bureaucrats. Some are square pegs who've never felt comfortable in any
mainstream political persuasion. Some devotees start out as your basic
left-leaning progressives, but turn to anarchism after growing frustrated with
the pecking orders and power grabs found in mainstream political movements.
"They get turned off," Atkins said.
If there's one thing that many of today's anarchists can agree on, however,
it's the inability of other political reformers to seize the day. In their
minds, today's crusaders don't know the first thing about shocking the system.
One of the book fair's main organizers, Mark Laskey, said he was disillusioned
by the scene he encountered at a recent rally in Philadelphia for death-row
convict Mumia Abu-Jamal, where the fare was straight out of the antiwar-era
playbook of speeches, songs, and marches.
"People need to get more creative,"
said Laskey, who edits We Dare Be Free, a local anarchist newspaper, and
volunteers at the Lucy Parsons Center, the radical bookstore that recently
resettled from Cambridge to the South End. "People don't care about numbers [of
protesters] anymore."
On this very day, in fact, some of the book-fair attendees stood outside the
community church's front door and watched an anti-NATO protest unwinding on
Copley Square. The cause (stopping the war in Kosovo) was something that the
anarchists could endorse; the methods, not so much. The event was fairly
formulaic: lots of picket signs (IF YOU CAN'T SPELL IT, DON'T BOMB IT), a
bullhorn or two, and a few tired, albeit impassioned, chants.
"See that boring demonstration out there? We don't want that kind of
demonstration, ever," Patrick Borden, the Montreal anarchist, told the crowd
sitting down to hear his "Anarchist Organizing" lecture.
"It's boring for the people who participate, as anyone who's ever held a sign
on a cold day can attest," said Borden, a thin raconteur with long brown hair
who has been thrown in the clink on more than one occasion. Rather, he focuses
on finding original approaches; he often tries to convert typical rallies into
Brazilian-style carnivales, telling marchers to spend a few bucks on party
favors before arriving.
Recently, Borden and his colleagues in Montreal made waves when they
interrupted a hotel buffet luncheon for city leaders by removing the buffet
table and taking it outside to feed local homeless people. The move showed some
panache, he said, and local anarchists received some unexpectedly positive
media coverage.
Call it anarchism's warm, fuzzy side. The youthful anarchists seated around
Borden nodded their pierced heads in approval.
"Today, when the [Montreal] media use the word anarchist, they use it
the way we mean it," Borden said. "It's because we have created a beautiful
thing."
Jason Gay can be reached at jgay[a]phx.com.