Revolutionary Greetings for May Day

International Workers’ Day (or “May Day”) is the day for and celebration of working people everywhere along with their struggles for social justice and equality. Every year since 1891, when the Second International – the former and once mighty international organization of anti-capitalist revolutionaries – decreed May 1st an international holiday at its second congress, workers, their unions and their parties, have led marches, demonstrations, and militant actions against the capitalists and their governments, demanding better working conditions and pay, fewer hours, and, for some, a society without exploiters, without classes, and for socialism.

The holiday traces its origins back to the struggles of laborers, trade-unionists, and radical activists in Chicago in 1886 where a national general strike was taking place in support of the demand for the eight-hour working day. A struggle ensued – known to posterity as the “Haymarket Riot” – whereby police opened fire on the workers, killing several, after being the recipients of a dynamite bomb thrown by and coming from an unknown individual and location. Since then, workers all over the world have marched with reverence to these labor martyrs, picking up valiantly where they left off. And, in time, and after many heated episodes of class struggle, the first victory was (for some) won: the eight-hour working day.

Since then the struggle for workers’ rights and democracy has experienced its ups and downs. The imperialists have tightened down on their control and ruthlessly expanded global trade at the expense of the working poor and oppressed of the Third World. Yet, the spirit and determination of the proletarian has yet to extinguish. Modern movements such as #Occupy, the recent Quebec student strike, the mass protests and general strikes in Greece, Italy, and Spain, as well as the uprisings and revolutions in the Middle East and North Africa have given the capitalists, the 1% a new fear: revolution, of losing their “freedom” to exploit, impoverish, and immiserate billions.

These contemporary mass movements and struggles can trace their roots directly back to May 4 1886. As workers and youth are the primary participants in these movements, as well as in the 19th century, it is only natural to see heightened class consciousness and militancy whenever May Day comes around. The spirit has not been lost but rather continues to reemerge from a propaganda-induced hiatus initiated by the bosses (they have tried to “re-brand” International Workers’ Day as “Loyalty Day” in the US, dulling as they must our consciousness into passive, sullen acceptance of their power and stolen wealth!)

So on this hallowed day, as the working people, youth, and oppressed of the world under capitalism unite under one banner, we in The Queer Gathering take our place alongside our class brothers and sisters in resistance to the system and the austerity and poverty it is forcing onto us. The solution to debt, war, discrimination, and wealth inequality does not lie in reforms to the existing order but only in social revolution; a complete purge of the political, social, and economic conditions of our present society is needed to bring about democracy – one participated in, organized around, and for working people – and an economy run to meet our needs, not our bosses’ greed.

May Day was the first step towards this penultimate goal. Our task now is to re-unite those fighting forces opposing capitalist austerity, poverty, joblessness, debt, and the assaults on our democratic rights around a revolutionary program (a strategy for taking power out of the hands of the capitalist 1%), tactics for doing so, and the organization needed to build a new world – one based on working-class power, a democratically-planned economy, and, ultimately, a future without social classes, police forces, armies, “states,” – where “the condition for the free development of each is the condition for the free development of all,” for communism! Let’s make this May Day the beginning whereby we set out together in solidarity and unison towards the achievement of such a marvelous aim.

Bioshock: Infinite (A Class Narrative)

The Founders propaganda

The following article is a review of the political narrative of Bioshock: Infinite, a game recently released by 2K software and Irrational Games. My document is not meant to be the “end all” script for the game’s analysis but it is intended to begin discussion on the topic at hand. For the purposes of this article I have limited myself to talking purely about the game’s political overtones and social-commentary; comments concerning the finer aspects of the gameplay I have intentionally excluded.

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                Infinite is a unique experience. Much like its predecessors, lying within the game’s plot there are political overtones which carry significant amounts of social-commentary on American (United States) culture. Yet despite this I cannot say that Infinite is a watershed game in the same manner its past-contemporary was; during the narrative there is ups and downs. A genuinely progressive streak of intriguing musings on race and religion, intermixed with labor struggle, are abruptly hampered by a decadent liberal turn for the worse.

                To understand what I mean we must delve into the world of Bioshock: Infinite.

                Once there we will emerge onto a city which floats in the sky-Columbia! A city of pure Americana Columbia is the world of any ultra-conservative’s dream: there is no sex before marriage, children’s know their place and are well disciplined, labor activists are shot, and inter-racial marriage is a crime punishable by exile and even death. The guiding light of this utopia is the prophet Zachery Chomstock who reigns over Columbia as a demi-lord, a righteous holy man who shines the path towards salvation for the thousands of Columbia’s residents.

                Enter: Broker DeWitt. A veteran of the brutal combat of Westward expansion, Mr. DeWitt served in the United States cavalry where he not only fought at Wounded Knee but also in the Yellow Boxer Rebellion. Haunted by debts the ghosts of his past have given him a final chance to pay off his obligations: bring them a girl-Elizabeth- and his slate will be wiped clean.

                Entering Columbia through a shuttle which he rode at the top of a lighthouse (a familiar locale, eh?) our protagonist fights his way to the prison where Elizabeth is held; a giant tower in the shape of an angel and more than a bit reminiscent of the Statue of Liberty (among other grand monuments). Helped along the way by a paradoxical couple who know their way around the city, the player encounters many signs which allude to unrest within this morally upright paradise.

                The first sign manifests as gossip concerning a group called the “Vox Populi”. Whispered in feared revelation the player learns that these people stand in opposition to the founders of Columbia, a aptly named group led by their Prophet called “The Founders”.

                To call the Founders racist is an understatement. For they are not your great grandmother’s unnerving comments about the “superior qualities” of Whites but rather a raucous diatribe against the Negro cloaked in the visage of religion; the police force motto being “Protect the Future of Our Race” is then combined with the theocratic enforces use of Ku Klux Klan-esque robes to full effect. Together with the painting depicting Abraham Lincoln as a monster and John Wilkes Booth as a hero, we begin to see the true colors of The Founders.

                This even extends to Elizabeth. The player soon discovers that she is locked away in the tower due to a religious frenzy. The prophet has done this because he has “foreseen the future” and knows that she is his successor, the one who will lead Columbia and pure the world of sing and vice.

                As one might imagine this setting has much to see. By the time the player rescues Elizabeth from her tower, relatively early in the game (about a couple hours in), even more fascinating threads are introduced: Elizabeth can open “tears” in the fabric of the universe. She can even bring in objects from the other side to aid the player in their quest.

                As one might expect all this makes for dynamite gameplay; the action is solid, the graphics flourish, and the soundtrack a reliable companion. Yet the political narrative is not as tight. Going into Infinite I believed I was about to play the “Avatar” of 2013. Meaning I was under the impression that Infinite was to deliver a hard-hitting package of progressive social-commentary which bordered on the revolutionary. Unfortunately such wasn’t the case.

                The plot of Infinite is as described above: The Founders and the Vox Populi are at war, one side represents patriotism the other radicalism. Due to this nature the game packs quite a political punch but it is mostly contained to the first half of the game. This second half deals heavily with interpersonal actions across multiple universes (otherwise known as the “Multiverse”). This in turn negates the conflict in Columbia and regulates it to background details for the journey at hand.

                So to analyze the content at hand we must look beyond the beginning. Near the quarter-progress mark is where the relevant social-commentary picks up and it is where we see Infinite take a turn for the worse.

                It is at this point in the game where the player is tasked with acquiring weapons for the Vox. To do so they must travel to an area collectively known as “Fink Company”. This comprises the Docks, factory, slums, and market place. All of it belongs to an industrial magnate named Mr. Finkerton. As one might imagine within the conservative realm of Columbia there are no trade unions and so blaring throughout the PA system are tirades against demanding better wages, improved working conditions, and imagining something better. To this extent “labor agitators” are rounded up and placed in stocks.

                As the player continues with their harried quest to find the weapon smith capable of forging their much needed weapons, a cache which if obtained will grant the Vox Populi the strength needed to launch a revolution, the player journeys through several distortions; rips in the universe which lead into alternative pockets inside the Multiverse.

                After several leaps through these “tears” the player finally succeeds in their quest to create weapons for the Vox. Soon thereafter the player is thrust into a realm of revolutionary upheaval. Gone are the police filled streets searching for political dissidents and “in” are the days of armed workers overthrowing the rich. Any revolutionary is sure to be inspired by the sight of armed “leftists” storming police headquarters, slaying policemen with summary executions, and deriding the lies of the capitalists. I know I was quite taken.

                It is for these very reasons, however, where the game slips and starts down on the reactionary slippery slope of moralism. Let’s first look at the dialogue: during this tumultuous moment in the game, where the Vox are taking matters into their own hands, conversation between Broker and Elizabeth take a right-wing turn.

                Prior to the start of the revolution the player was regaled with musings on how because the Vox had weapons they would be able to make a better life for themselves. Yet after the Vox get weapons, and the protagonists see the carnage of class warfare, they suddenly begin this lopsided moralizing: “Comstock and Fitzroy [the leader of the Anarchists] they are no different, aren’t they… they are the same… they are just right for each other” and on and on in this manner equating the two as different sides of the same coin.

                This was a severely disappointing development. In what manner were the Vox and Founders similar? Did the Vox exploit their fellow man’s labor in exchange for profit? Did the Vox institute slavery and White Supremacy? Did the Vox have visions of drowning the world in a sea of theocratic flame? No, they did not. At this moment we hear that these two factions are “one in the same” because they (wait for it…) use violence!

                To spell out how “corrupt” the Vox Populi have become the developers take the cheapest road possible: they show the Vox leader-Fitzroy- nearly murder the son of Finkerton; with blood smeared on her face and shouting lines of how the boy’s death is necessary to ensure the complete destruction of the workers oppression, the scene is cut short in Fitzroy’s unexpected slaying[i].

                Narrative wise the confusion heightens even more when you hear dialogue which advocates not for the workers to take control of the means of production but to burn down Finkerton factory; to not place Columbia under socialist leadership but to “drag it from the sky”. While Mr. Levine was inspired by (a picture of) Eugene Debs it doesn’t seem that any of the rhetoric of revolutionaries rubbed off on him as at this point in the plot I got the impression that the lead creative team was inspired more by the popular conception of Anarchism (destroy everything, no leaders!) than its reality (destroy capitalism, no bourgeoisie!).

                It is almost as if Ken Levine decided to take such a grotesque turn as if in recompense for the wicked depiction of the virtues of “traditional America”. As if he had to paint the workers uprising as a hypocritical, needlessly bloody event so as to not be mistaken for advocating socialist revolution in the real world.

                While the ideals of the Vox Populi are never truly expounded upon, and it is only in propaganda posters that they are referred to as “Anarchists”, if we take on their chosen lexicon then we know for certain that they represent a revolutionary, anti-capitalist faction. In this manner we cannot excuse the developer out of cop-outs (I.E “the Vox weren’t actually Anarchist so hence it isn’t actually anti-revolution). Between the rants against wealth, hoarding, advocacy for striking, and multi-racial worker brigades, we have all the proof we need that this faction is the perceived revolutionary pole thus making this event (the turn against the Vox) anti-revolutionary; or as we call it in the legitimately revolutionary circles: petty-bourgeois.

                The narrative here is one of class collaboration. Of stressing the needs of unions and of liberal approaches to race relations, of free association of religion separated from politics. It is an endorsement of the status quo ultimately preaching the need for a smaller “worker friendly” version of capitalism. While I was hoping it would be so much more than that it isn’t. So it is true: we all cannot get what we want.

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                So we see that Bioshock: Infinite is a mixed bag. While the gameplay is great and story engrossing when we take a closer look at the class narrative it becomes muddled. In the very least it is what I would consider to be False Progressive; or, an ideological outlook which leads masses to reactionary dead-ends. Still for all its short-comings it packs a punch if you are searching for an interesting world Post-Rapture.


[i] The historical parallel to be made here is that of Vladimir Lenin; when the Russian revolution was triumphant did they allow the Czar’s family to live? No, they did not. They executed them precisely because the Bolsheviks understood that one cannot allow heirs to “the dynasty” roam free and someday organize resistance to the new regime. Such deaths are an unfortunate yet necessary part of history.

Class Narratives in Video Games

The communist gamer?

Below is a link to my recent article for the Kasama Project. The piece deals with the role, or lack therefore of, which video games possess in the class struggle; how does labor, warfare, and ideological narratives play a role in the formation of our society’s spectacle? In this polemic I attempt to unearth some of the possibilities as as well as the modern reality of the medium. Click the following link to read it and join in on the discussion…

Link: http://kasamaproject.org/threads/entry/class-narratives-in-video-games

Transgender Resistance

As oppression become heavier resistance becomes fiercer.  This much is certain. And while in the case of the Transgender Equality Movement this fact has taken some more time to show, in part because of the intense bigotry, recent events from across the Earth have proved this thesis to be sound; that so as long as reactionary paper tigers search the realm in search of fodder there will be progressive hunters longing to poach.

The first instance of such resistance can be seen here in Imperialist America. Enter the case of Kayla Moore, a transgender woman who died in police custody on the 14th of March after arrested on yet unreleased charges involving “resisting arrest”. How this woman died is not yet known and will not yet be known for some time.

Obviously this event is tragic. In all likelihood this woman was murdered by the police pigs. The intense animosity towards members of the Queer community is well documented among enforcers of the bourgeois state. Because of this historical fact it is no surprise that protests erupted in the wake of Kayla’s death; with dozens of protesters demonstrating outside of the police station the event turned militant when several of the demonstrators shouted “Vengeance for Kayla Moore”. Meeting the riot gear clad cops the demonstration nearly came to blows.

While none were arrested in this action it nonetheless is evident that the slumbering militant of the Queer community are being roused to action. Not just in Berkeley California either. For the Transgender resistance is also rising in Vietnam where the situation for Transgender persons is changing with the howling political winds of social change.

As in any capitalist or even socialist, for that matter, state Vietnam has a saddening history of heterosexism. Discrimination prevails heavily in the air with many Transgender people forced out of school forcing them to take on menial cultural gigs performing at funerals. Yet as with any movement the tide is turning. Increasingly throughout the last year the ruling Vietnamese party has been happily throwing out crumbs in an effort to appease the social opposition.

Their promises have included proposed legislation on legalizing homosexual marriage as well as remarking that specific reactionary gender norms present within the system have been preventing Transgender people from identifying, legally, in the manner which they so desire (such as undergoing sex-change operations and having their preferred gender listed on their I.D tags).

While they are doing this primary to win a human rights seat at the United Nations their actions, nonetheless, prove that the genuinely progressive grassroots campaigns have a place even in “totalitarian” places like Vietnam. Such pressures have taken the form of fruits in the mass-media with the Vietnamese version of “American Idol” (aptly dubbed Vietnam Idol) sporting several prominent Transgender celebrities which the nation’s multitude of young people are able to list off without hesitation.

While the movement has its gains (such as the first national transgender workshop held in August which was attended by government officials) it still has a long way to go in overcoming the powerful stigma still nauseatingly prevalent in Vietnamese society. Naturally, many Transgender people there are still forced to lead double lives where they must often “revert” back to the gender of their birth in order to keep on acceptable terms with family only to switch back when the return to their “other” life (often situated in a city).

Yet even with these obstacles there exists great room for change. If the movement keeps up and the leaders do not allow themselves to be led astray by false promises then Vietnam could become a beacon for Queer rights in the region. If this happened it would not only be a monumental accomplishment for activists and revolutionaries in the area but it would prove to the Western world that the Imperialist bourgeoisie does not have a monopoly on human rights.

Venezuela’s Future: Elections and Homophobia

With the death of commentate Hugo Chavez the Venezuelan people must not only mourn the loss of their beloved president but also shoulder the arduous task of picking a new strongman for the country. This is a vitally important task one which no one is taking lightly; in due part to the resurgent right-wing, which will undoubtedly be pushing hard after nearly a decade and a half of radical populist rule. As is to be expected much dirt has already been slung, to this end we see interim president Nicolás Maduro making homophobic comments.

This is troubling not only for the obvious reasons (homophobia) but also due to how the opposition uses such statements to their advantage. Most recently this has been seen during Nicolas derogatory remarks about his opposition’s party. Naturally the opposition has used such remarks to their advantage in order to swing not only the native queer vote but also affect public opinion abroad.

The primary opposition party (Justice First) is headed by candidate Henrique Capriles; a individual who classifies himself as Center-Right. Campaigning as pro-gay and pro-Jewish Capriles has already amassed a strong online following in the imperialist centers. Is this a coincidence? No, it is not.

While Henrique himself has gone on record to saying that Hugo Chavez was his political inspiration this does not mean he seeks to emulate Chavez. As such it is not too hard to see that when taken together with his center-right party Henrique is merely another pretty face for the progressive bourgeoisie. As president he would not propel his predecessor’s initiatives to a revolutionary level; this is part of why he, despite virtually being an unkown prior to this scandal, has sky-rocketed to fame in the recent days: because “progressive” America and the progressive Venezuelan capitalists, are seeking a new approach to restoring their former power and Capriles fits the description perfectly. Much like President Obama he is seeking to instill in the saddened masses a form of left-centered capitalism that will convince people any kind of social-democracy, let along socialism, is not needed.

So it is from this understanding we must conclude that Henrique Capriles is a reactionary.

This does not mean we should condone Nicolas’s comments or that life for queer people in Venezuela would be better under him, but it does mean recognizing that the ascendency of Capriles in the West in such a short time means an effort to turn back the gains of the Bolivarian Revolution is underway.

As with any progressive social-movements in homophobic areas the path for Queers is to work within the most radical political groups available and turn opinion from the inside out while working with the grassroots; it means influencing truly the most revolutionary while rejecting imperialist schemes for domination. Above all it is a sign that the Venezuelan people need not only our well wishes but our solidarity as well.

Musicial Interior: Rainbow Incest (Damien Zygote)

I am always hesitant to listen to any song with the word “incest” in the title. For me it conjures up images of familial sexual intimacy. Something I do not fin very appealing. So upon hearing, some time ago, an older track of Goth-like techno-horror musical artist Damien Zygote, entitled “Rainbow Incest” I was skeptical of its Queer-friendly attitude (to say the least).

The song is over five minutes long. Filled with some telling lyrics and a nearly far-eastern sounding vibe, the song reminded me, for reasons unknown, of author Stephen King’s novel “Misery”. Borrowing influence from local Maine themes, however, the song displays a somewhat bewildering message which I will attempt to shed some light on and whether this is Queer-positive or Queer-negative.

Let’s start with some of the lyrics[1]:

                “Slide Another Rainbow Into Your Mouth

Dirty Birdie Tongue And Groove

Dirty Little Mouse

Down Through The Cellar Door

On The Basement Floor

What’s The Name Of The Game

That We’re Killing For

What stands out most of all is the first line: slide another rainbow into your mouth.  It seems to be a reference to homosexuality. What is intended, however, is unknown. The next line, with starts with “dirty Birdy” reminds me of Stephen King’s character Annie Wilks from his novel “Misery” (it is not absurd to believe that Mr.Zygote has a certain amount of affinity for Mr.King living in the same state and being hosted on King’s radio station). The mystery starts with the mouse lyrics indicating that someone is perhaps spying on another person? From here it is not until the fourth lines that another intriguing line starts: a basement is referenced along with murder?

Oh My, Oh My, Oh My, Who’s Lying[x2]

This line is more revealing: someone isn’t being murdered rather is keeping a secret, one that is killing him, or murdering him, on the inside?

A Smile On A Dog’s Face

Don’t Mean It Won’t Bite

Tear Out A Piece Of Your Soul

And Hide It Inside”

The latter lyrics in this verse are more of a regurgitation of what we previously know (someone is keeping a terrible secret that is eating away at them) so it is the former lyrics that are worth noting; appearances can be deceiving and so the words state: “A smile on a dog’s face don’t mean it won’t bite”. One could interpret this as a person, our secretive protagonist, is keeping up with the world only through fake appearances; our un-named man seems nice but actually have some vigor to him.

A Kiss From A Snake’s Tongue

Will Keep It In Mind

Well I Don’t Want To Make Fun

So I’m Laughing Inside

The first two lines here can be discerned as anything. They could be simple conjecture or they could be homophobic descriptions. What is clear, however, is the final two lines concern someone, this observer, restraining his thoughts so as to continue watching. This could also be a wider statement on how many heterosexuals view homosexuals: tolerance, they keep their negative thoughts inside to accommodate political correctness?

Oh, I Really Wanna Know [x3]

Where The Rainbow Goes

The unnamed observer desperately wants to know something. This must be taken in with the first line of the song (“Slide another rainbow into your mouth”). The task seems to be figuring out what this so-called rainbow means, what it represents. It could be many things but sexual innuendos come to the forefront.

They’re All Gonna Laugh At You

They’re All Gonna Make You Cry

They’re All Gonna Laugh At You

Hide Your Pride

A fascinating section, we now come closer to the meaning of the song, maybe? The omniscient narrator is parroting results deduced by our “mouse” observer. He implies that if these two people, who are engaging in homosexual acts in a place (“a basement floor”), go to the public with their love they will be ridiculed. Knowing this it is best to keep their orientation pride, their rejection of hetero-hate, on the inside.

Take And Break Another One

Is It Something Really Fun

I Don’t Know Anyone

Who Really Knows It

Maybe In Another Life

You Can Try To Choose A Side

But For Now

You’re Gonna Like It

Now our observer is making inner remarks. He muses about how he doesn’t know anyone else who engages in such, presumably, sexual acts. More importantly he endorses the correct, and scientific, fact that one’s sexual orientation is unchangeable and set from birth (“Maybe in another life you can choose a side”. He finishes off this verse with a positive statement of “you will like it”.

Some Of These Things Are Not The Same

Some Of These Things Are Alike

Learning Too Much Can Be Such A Shame

Close Your Mind

Finishing off his song Mr.Damien sings of uniqueness. Stating that “some of these things are not the same… [and] alike” he is endorsing diversity and attacking the heteronormative culture of Americana.  The last lines are perhaps the most revealing as they might be defined as a social-statement: the populace is queerphobic and learning too much, learning to accept, is, sarcastically, a shame so it is better to close one’s mind and live in ignorance (who wants knowledge anyway?).

These last lines could easily be homophobic, an endorsement of ex-gay “reparative” therapy (learning to be heterosexual?). Yet coming from his tradition, his locale, and from how the previous song proceeded, this seems unlikely.

Returning to “square one” we must examine the word “incest” to truly understand the meaning of this song. Dictionary.com[2] defines incest as sexual intercourse between closely related siblings. So with this in mind, and with the examinations of the verses, we can now say, within a reason of a doubt, that this song is about two same-sex family members experimenting with their sexual urges and society’s innate prejudices towards such people. The lyrics hint at a very Queer-positive depiction (if not somewhat condescending).

Personally I do not endorse sexual relations between family members but neither do I condemn it (so as long as it is between two legally consenting adults). It is, in short, not my cup of tea. And while it is a type of song one would never hear on the mainstream radio stations, for a local artist who is trying to make a name for himself, it is a perfect substance; edgy, different, and new, it shows, at the minimum, that Mr. Damien Zygote is unafraid to tackle oceans of creative grey.

To judge for yourself whether Mr.Zygote’s track is homophobic or not listen here…


[1] For this article the lyrics have been taken from the lyrics data-base “Lyricsmania”: http://www.lyricsmania.com/rainbow_incest_lyrics_damien_zygote.html

The Queer Project Report #6

Kicking things off this past week we see Democratic Party lawmakers attempting to gather the two-thirds majority votes needed in order to overturn Governor Chris Christie’s veto of the 2012 marriage equality bill. The proponents have until 2014 to gather said signatures. This is not surprising as it continues the Democratic Party’s trend of entrenching themselves in the malaise of False Progressivism. To further hijack the Queer liberation movement they have been dedicated to championing the cause of the “middle class” homosexuals while turning its revolutionary potential into merely another bourgeois layer in the nascent American working class.

The effects, or lack of positive effects, of this line of thought can be seen in the case of one of the gay murder suspects. Police believe to have made more progress in their hypothesis in that the murderer used gay chat rooms to lure their victims. Hiring an Italian investigator this private eye uncovered some strange details concerning the murderer in that he pretended to be a British MI5 agent. Here we see the decaying tenants of bourgeois ideology taking on the form of reactionary serial killers all to further the cause of heterosexism.  This development is expected for as capitalism continues in its current destruction cycle we Queer Revolutionaries expect for the harbingers of para-fascist convention to try and utilize the ruling class’s instruments in order to expand and legitimize their criminal efforts.

Obviously the movement in the first world has suffered greatly. Yet there is hope that within the third-world, places where imperialism has ravaged and where revolutionary movements are likely to emerge, that the Queer movement will learn from the past and endorse clear-cut positions on society while fighting to preserve their integrity. This is seen in the case of sixteen year old Enamullah, an Afghani youth who recently became the youngest person in Afghanistan history to have gender reassignment surgery. Transitioning into manhood from womanhood, young Enamullah has, together with Afghanistan’s other progressive activists, shown the world and their country’s native reactionaries that the honor of Queer people will not be infringed upon by barbarism.

We can only hope that such bravery persists after the Western occupation forces withdraw and Taliban control is ushered back in. If it does then this persistence will have shown the world that despite hardships and loss the Queer working class of the world preservers. Above all it will show the Western Queer people on how to be brave and how, hopefully, to become revolutionary again.