Imagined last lines to The Communisation Manifesto:
Workers of the world, self-abolish!
(Or, for the Gordian knot of now: workers of the world, untie! The rope doesn't wait for the King's sword, instead unravels its own solution...)
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"Workers of all countries, call it a day!"
from http://lettersjournal.org/manifestoagainstlabour.html
Reminds me of the Anti-Labour party from Sterling's Islands in the Net. Militants carried banners aloft that read "workers of the world, relax!" (an allusion to Bob Black, I think, and not quite the right tone, no?).
Nasir: fucking great, and probably a bit of snappier chant than self-abolish...
Isaac:
indeed, "relax" doesn't quite capture the need for militant relaxation: insurrection, first, chilling out, second. Has more of the "relax, stop fussing" tone.
Perhaps, let's go old-school Lafargue, for work refusal that grinds thinks to a napping siesta halt: "Workers of the world, laze about!"
Keeping with the idea of the abolition the capital relation as an knot to be untied or simply hacked through, I was thinking: "Workers of the world, cut loose!" or, possibly, "get loose," with all the wildness and the hint of damned serious joy, these expressions might imply....
Jason:
so pretty much, the insurrection will sound like this:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-oirbbFmK28
That's right, like that but chopped and screwed...
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