Xoch Anarchy Archive

     Without pretending to be infallible, we are sure to arrive at the right time. Yesterday would have been too early; tomorrow, maybe, too late.      So here we are, in the middle of our hour, ready to follow the path that we have traced for ourselves to its ultimate consequences; to channel the social action of women, giving her a new vision of things, preventing her sensitivity and her brain from being contaminated by male errors. And we understand by male errors all current concepts of relationship and coexistence; masculine errors, because we energetically reject all responsibility in the historical evolution, in which the woman has never been an actor, but an obligated and defenseless witness.      This is not a recrimination for anyone; If the entire past of ignominy in which we were plunged hurts us, we do not dare to think, however, that it could be otherwise; We know that Humanity is making its way at the expense of its own pain an...

Comrades:      Revolution approaches! With angered eyes, and flaming hair, her trembling hands knock anxiously on the doors of our nation. Let us welcome her with serenity, for although she carries death in her breast, she is the announcement of life, the herald of hope. She will destroy and create at the same time; she will raze and build. Her fists are the invincible fists of a people in rebellion. She does not offer roses or caresses; she offers an axe and a torch.      Interrupting the millennial feast of the content, sedition raises her head, and the prophecy of Balthasar has with time become a clenched fist hanging over the heads of the so-called ruling class. Revolution approaches! Her mission will ignite the flames in which privilege and injustice will burn. Compañeras, do not fear the revolution. You constitute one-half of the human species and what affects humanity affects you as an integral part of it. If men are slaves, you are too. Bondage does...

 Note: In the given text, the phrase "Individual Property" applies to what we consider now "Private Property" such as machinery, factories, and fields. The "Individual Property" in this text is not the one that rightfully belongs to each of us individuals.

          Before sixteen million inhabitants, the dictatorship has run over guarantees, violated rights and outraged citizens. With savage cruelty he has torn apart the independent press, the only remaining manifestation of freedom, he has filled the jails with honest citizens, he has started workshops, he has seized property and  has not respected even the inviolable of the home ... You are incapable of developing your citizens, that is why we do it, because you are incapable of defending your freedom, that is why we have come to defend it for our children, for posterity to whom we do not want to leave only the stain of our ignominious cowardice. Because you do not use your rights, we come to use ours, so that at least it is clear that not everything was abjection and servility in our time. From "Vesped" May 15 1903           For the rest, we do not dispute the point: if there are such men of divine origin on earth, let t...

     Victory draws near, the fight is at an end. The last battles are already being fought and in these solemn moments, standing and respectfully uncovered before the Nation, we await the decisive hour, the precise moment in which the peoples sink or are saved, depending on the use they make of the conquered sovereignty, that sovereignty for so long taken from our people, and that which with the triumph of the Revolution will return unharmed, as it has been preserved and we have defended it here, in the mountains that have been its sole and our stronghold. It will return dignified and strengthened never to be tainted by imposture or chained by tyranny again.      Such a beautiful conquest has cost the Mexican people a terrible sacrifice, and it is a duty, an imperative duty for everyone, to ensure that this sacrifice is not sterile; for our part, we are willing not to leave an obstacle in front of us, whatever the nature and whatever the circumstances may a...

          The clock of History is close to signaling, with its inexorable needle, the moment in which the death of this dying society will take place.           The death of the old society is near, it does not take long to occur, and only those who are interested in it living, those who take advantage of the injustice on which it is based, those who view the Social Revolution with horror, because they know that the day after her they will have to work side by side with their slaves from the day before.           Everything indicates, with force of evidence, that the death of bourgeois society is not long in coming.  The citizen looks with a grim look at the cop, whom he still considered his protector and support yesterday;  the assiduous reader of the bourgeois press shrugs his shoulders and drops with contempt the prostituted page on which the declarations of the heads of state appear;...

               The old revolutionary and the modern revolutionary met one afternoon marching in different directions.  The sun showed half its ember above the distant mountain range;  the king of the day was sinking, sinking irretrievably, and as if conscious of his defeat at night, he reddened with anger and spat on the earth and on the sky his most beautiful lights.             The two revolutionaries looked at each other: the old man, pale, disheveled, his face without smoothness like a brown paper thrown into the basket, crossed here and there by ugly scars, the bones revealing their edges under the threadbare suit.  The modern man, upright, full of life, his face luminous with the presentiment of glory, his suit also frayed, but proudly carrying, as if it were the flag of the disinherited, the symbol of a common thought, the password of the humble superb facts in the h...