I am a man and make no apologies for masculinity, European blood and American soil. I respect all whose badly-paid hard work keeps the world going. I am not out to challenge anyone's claim to being human, or to bully the weak. And I will not tolerate the tyrrany of any majority.
My head is marxist, my heart is anarchist, my dick is fascist. But my hands and my feet work to keep the more free and meaningful scenes of the real world going and that is not so extreme. I don't need to remind you that it is with the simple stuff - how we live, how we treat each other and look out for each other - that we make our impact on history. It is how we use our hands and our feet.
Marxism is merely a head thing, anarchism is just an anti-authoritarian instinct of the heart. And fascism is just a dick thing. It builds on the wish that your gut impulses were in harmony with the ideal social order. There is no way to be sure those gut impulses are any more natural than those of all those who feel differently.
I am too serious to take politics seriously. I don't care how big is your political view it's how you use it. What you do matters to me more than what you say or what you are. Is it too much to ask that simplistic divisions between left and right, purity and taboo, good and bad, stay behind with childhood fairy tales? Send the serious Marxists to North Korea, the anarchists to the Congo, and fascists to Bosnia.
Those who are good liberals and conservatives in the words they use, but fascist in the real consequences of their actions, are a more immediate threat. And they threaten the causes they so cherish by discrediting them.
Class is at the core of my own politics. If you don't respect the people whose work you live off, I will slash the tires of your SUV. I won't try to stretch the meaning of 'working class' to fit me, but that is the side I am on.