Under Bill 78, police must receive eight hours’ notice of any demonstration involving more than 50 people. Authorities can order demonstrators to move their protest to a different location. Encouraging someone to protest is illegal, and people can be fined up to $5,000 for preventing someone from entering an educational institution. For these actions, student leaders face fines of up to $35,000, and student federations face maximum fines of $125,000.
“I think if those demonstrations can bring the routine operation of a university to a halt, that means they are exercising quite a bit of power,” Butler declared. “I actually think the Montreal students’ strikes have been among the most powerful.”
- via the Georgia Straight
“Butler declared”
Butler as in Judith
Omg we’re famous, she likes us, she really likes us
(Source: straight.com)
tonight: a great conversation with hello-amber and hysteriarama about violence, ambivalence, hysteria, self-defence, “tough talk about safer spaces”, feminist boredom, “bully your feminist boyfriend”. i feel like i’m out of an activist rut.
upcoming blog topic: processing the year i spent in new brunswick as spectacular failure and being happy about that
montreal tumblr party irl! additional topics/quotes: why we hate verbal consent (“power dynamics can’t be mitigated by dialogue” “try not to rape anyone though”), “alienating yr peers as self-defence”, feminist dudes using patriarchy to feminist-bully other men, problematic desires as destructive and mutually pleasurable, catcalling ambivalence (“don’t look at me but plz look at me”“getting catcalled on your way to work as self-defence”), “being a human meme generator as feminist praxis”, “self-defence as self-defence: a meta-commentary”
my upcoming topic is all about why verbal consent is boring/weird.
Speaking of acting like a “hysterical accident victim” and the way “talking to him was like talking to a chair”-
I have to speak (tumblr style) in the real world, where not everyone knows what I mean and what my misandry is shorthand for-
We sound disgusting which is the point. We sound crazy. It is so obviously patently absurd to Chris Kraus Marie Calloway people who have hurt you, case study revenge acts make you seem pathological.
I’m going to do this feminist lit discussion group which is about us and I think I might sound fucked. Like a terrible activist. Like I’m so intrusive and inappropriate and embarrassing, like I expect other people to take care of my emotional needs, like a loser, like unappealing, like we don’t make good pragmatic activist sense, like if I felt satisfied by explaining myself in simple activist contexts I wouldn’t need to liveblog my feminist breakdown, like who says the “activists” get to define, hegemonically, whatever the fuck violence and care and solidarity should mean.
Like no, like there are codes that seem so vague and intangible and violent to me. Like so what if I seem totally fucked? Like I hate the term self-care and I hate how quiet I can become when I believe that everyone around me is a model human being in a way that I need to mimic or else I’m so fucked, like I can’t explain why I’m so angry but I’m so angry and I know I need to deal with my shit but what if everyone else should have to deal with my shit too? Like Chris Kraus did to Dick Hebdige. Like there’s got to be a reason I feel so alien in most of the anarchist spaces I go to and I don’t know what it is and ugh and ugh and no and also, refusal. And also, speech. And also, remind them of the wound. Refuse to speak of anything else.
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and now, a quick break from our regular misandrist schedule to gush about romance:
- just finished making out on the steps of the pizza place with a new idk (after eating pizza, of course)
- we met at an Erin Moure reading in a bookstore because he was reading the back of I Love Dick, and when I told him it was my favorite book he told me he’d been coveting it for months but just blew his book savings on some Lisa Robertson books and an anthology of essays by Dodie Bellamy.
- all his friends are fun queers with good politics and they vouch for him
- today we were in a park at 8 pm, and a noise demo broke out (they’ve been organized for every night from 8 - 8:15). it became an impromptu dance party, which lasted until a giant crowd of people banging on pots and pans (les casseroles) marched up our street. unscheduled gatherings of more than 50 people are now illegal, so the crowd chanted things like, “on est plus que cinquante” and “on s’en calisse la loi speciale”. we met up with other protesters and the march roared and swelled and totally overwhelmed any police presence.
- he and I kept grinning at each other and babbling inarticulately about how massive and gorgeous and perfect montreal protest culture is right now. obviously this was foreplay for both of us.
- finally sat down in a park as the crowd passed through, easily a thousand people and that was by no means the only noise demo going at at the time, started making out and didn’t stop. stopped a couple times, actually, when I noticed there was another noise demo passing behind us, followed by at least ten cop cars and a few busses full of riot cops. gave the cops the finger and made out some more. then pizza.
- you guys. he’s smart about feminist lit! and not douchey about it, either.
- did I mention that this was our first kiss? also first protest, but not our first time discussing I Love Dick. we have plans to make out and trade books - I’m borrowing Hour of the Star and lending him Green Girl.
- in montreal you can sit in parks all day and drink beer and make out and no one blinks.
Our Not-So-Friendly Northern Neighbor - NYTimes.com -
even the new york times thinks quebec’s being fascist.
(Source: standardgrey, via becoming-wave)
500k Canadians are protesting despite the recent protest ban. Local news say it is the largest protest in Canadian history.
what I did today.
(via locomotives)
I self-identify as a fun drunk.