It Don’t Mean a Thing if it Aint got that Swing Manifesto | Miguel Pruné

Louis Armstrong, It Don't Mean a Thing (If It Ain't Got That Swing)

"I did battle with ignorance today, and ignorance won. 
I admit that I'm often... vexed at the behavior of my own people. 
Yeah... 'vexed' is a good word."  

- Huey Freeman

It Don’t Mean a Thing if it Aint got that Swing Manifesto (or How not to crash & burn battling the Leviathan)

A dogmatic left meant that the actions of the movement would have to collapse into a single, concrete discourse. The once revolutionary multi-discourse took the shape of ice, of an erection, of a particle. Mimicking the structures and behaviors of the beast it wished to ensnare, or as the folks from old used utter, “Put down in an awe-inspiring fashion”. The vanguard solidifies, becomes centralized, highly punitive to otherwise constructive criticism. A photocopy of the state is what advents; or perhaps a hologram of a state, “truth one photon away”. The twofold marginalized leftist residue becomes stagnated, trapped and discouraged. Right there, in those situations is where the clarity of passion stirs, in such rationales. I wonder if those spirits acknowledge and advocate the political climate of a militarized and militarizing Left, recognizing the jeopardy of becoming tyrannical, spawning socials systems in which its members would linger in similar bondage of unbalanced power affairs. Or do we reject legitimacy and unity to this Hyper Left and risk losing the macro conflict against the Leviathan. Boldly speaking, to transgress the self proclaimed Left establishment, urinate on their idols catacombs?

[To be continued...]