This morning we were evicted by High Court bailiffs. They did not even knock before they started battering down the door. Words cannot express our outrage and anger at these thugs who forced their way into our home, forced us out. None of us were harmed, and we managed to get most of our stuff out. The rage we feel at the bailiffs, the cops and the whole brutal system of bullshit, is at once bouyed with the love and solidarity we feel with other squatters, other queers and like minded people. As our door was caving in we had time to make only one call, but within minutes we had maybe ten people in the courtyard, supporting us and hassling the scum. The solidarity we’ve received has made the whole experience less crushing, more defiant. At the same time, it has been of practical use too; that we were able to move our things immediately to another location, that people have offered us places to stay. We’re all ok, and today we’ll be looking for our next venue.
If anyone knows anywhere appropriate, let us know (preferably by calling one of us, certainly don’t post an address online).
Nowhere do we feel the lines dividing acceptable and unacceptable living, the walls of legitimacy, more keenly than in direct confrontation. The idea of resistance as an integrated part of this society, as fully co-opted and acceptable, is demonstrated stupid when twelve big men with a battering ram bash in your door. What we are doing is unlawful, is against the state and the centralised power structure, is against the heaving crushing process of gentrification. What we are doing is against capital, against the accumulation of useless decaying buildings and rising homelessness, against our city being sold out from under us. Against the horrific constraints that are imposed on our genders, our sexualities, our loves; against the suffocation of consistency, the prison of society dictating who you are, what you should look like and who you can fuck. What we are doing is in confrontation with the totality, with the joyless and crushed existence that is offered to us.
We are not finished, chapter one has been concluded, the next adventure will be bigger than last time. Keep watching and listening,
Love and gratitude to the comrades who rushed to our aid. Love and solidarity to you all.