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Does anyone know what happened to those detained? [[User:Armac|Armac]] 20:50, 19 April 2007 (PDT)
 
== mailstorm ==
on the flood wreckage, shard lhl7p3
 
You think it was so fucking great to have been at the first meeting in LA? (15 years now? Feels like 50.) Ground zero for the resistance.
God, yeah, at the time, the mural, the transports—cool shit. I thought that by going to some secret meeting I was standing up to make
a difference.
 
Now I’ve been on the run for the last seven years. My brother Paul is dead because he threw himself out a window rather than go to
Guam and rat me out. I never sleep in the same place twice. I wake up in the morning and I look at the floor trying to remember where
the hell I am—lino, ratty carpet, the concrete of somebody’s mildewed basement. Good for me, I’m a fucking revolutionary. I don’t
change the world. I’m lucky if I do my laundry.
 
Mostly I’m a cockroach. I find cracks in the American machine and I survive.
 
Don’t bother to reply. I never use an email address more than once.
 
this was found on the mailstorm a few weeks before the LA show.
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