I woke this morning, May 10, in the same homey hospice room as my mom, one of my sisters, and…
Organizing as If Social Relations Matter
This evening, several hours after standing around outdoors in chilly winter weather at a rally beneath the clock tower of…
Messy—This Is What Democracy Might Always Look Like . . . But It’s Worth It
If it seems challenging at times to slog through process in anarchist collectives, if it was challenging much of the…
Alone in This, Together
November 23, 2012 For those who know me, for those who’ve read my Anarchism and Its Aspirations, you’ll know that…
Dispatches from Hurricaned NY: Scariest Halloween Ever
On the last day of October 2012, I walked across the Manhattan Bridge twice, each time mostly with downtrodden-looking workers,…
The Shades of Love
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Occupy Anarchism
Prehistory 1 Some say that anarchism is as old as human history; that people have been living it since they…
Fragility & Heartbreak, Michigan, Night 26
By Cindy Milstein I keep meaning to write something about the abrupt halt to my “Dispatches from Maple Spring” posts…
Fragility & Heartbreak, Montreal, Night 115
By Cindy Milstein On August 10, I posted a photo on my Facebook page of a delicate red square with…
Revving up for August, Montreal, Night 94
By Cindy Milstein It’s a bit after midnight, and I just got home from a perfectly curated musical fund-raiser in…