Posts Tagged ‘Brussels’
Sunday, May 26th, 2013
Brussels – May 22, 2013 to 6am, dozens of police officers from the anti-terrorist section of the Federal Judicial Police raided three homes where, among other people, anarchist and anti-authoritarian companions live. The cops also raided the anarchist library Acrata. All those who were present (11) were arrested and taken to the offices of the Federal Police.
The charges are: membership in a terrorist organization, conspiracy and arson. The operation is called “ashes” (Opération Cendres) and is directed by the investigating judge Isabelle Panou, notorious for her long career in government service. (more…)
Monday, February 11th, 2013
Hors Service is an anarchist journal from Brussels. It’s printed in several thousands of copies and distributed in the streets of Brussels. Since a few numbers, it comes out every three weeks. Here’s the translated part of disorder news and attacks of the three latest numbers.
Beyond all borders, long live the revolt – As an echo to the multiple movements of revolt in Egypt against the new power, for freedom and the end of all exploitation, the residence of the Egyptian ambassador, Fatma El Zahraa Ottman, in Brussels was attacked by unknown persons. During the night, the attackers broke the windows, threw paint on the building and started a fire in front of it, escaping before the arrival of the police. The ambassador, the representation of Egyptian power in Belgium, was at home during the attack. (more…)
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Posted in Direct Action
Tuesday, October 23rd, 2012
From Suie & Cendres:
BRUSSELS – Sunday night a top executive of the petro-chemical company ExxonMobil was shot dead in the street in Neder-over-Heembeek, near Brussels. Nicholas Mockford was shot in the head twice, when he and his wife were leaving an Italian restaurant around 22h. Witnesses saw two men running away carrying a motorcycle helmet.
The man died on the way to the hospital. His wife Mary was beaten and covered in blood. Police and DA’s office are saying that at this point they aren’t excluding any possibilities, from a hit to a carjacking gone wrong. Although the violence used appears to be disproportionate for a carjacking, especially knowing that the killers left the Lexus ATV behind.
Investigators are doing everything they can to locate the perpetrators. They are going through his work at his firm in the hope of finding a clue. ExxonMobil is the company that owns Esso, Mobil and Exxon gas stations.
Translation of newspaper article by http://cryptogon.com/?p=31822
Sunday, May 1st, 2011
Translated from www.finimondo.org
Text of a leaflet distributed in Brussels (Belgium) in April 2011.
In a time when words seem to lose their meaning, when the language of power tries to penetrate all our conversations, we think it is even more indispensable to make an effort in order to speak clearly. Let’s stop parroting what the newspapers say, television shows and the powerful want us to believe. The point is neither to agree at all costs nor to convert everything, but it is to try to speak with our mouth, our words, our pains and our hopes.
War… or revolution
The beginning of NATO bombardments against the forces loyal to Gaddafi in Libya marked a fatal step. At the beginning, what was undoubtedly an armed insurrection of a significant part of the population against the regime, is slowly transforming into a military war. Apart from some self-organized forms of resistance, which all kinds of authority define as ‘irregular’, the insurrection in Libya seems to have degenerated in a conflict between opposing armies. And it is not by chance that the ‘irregulars’ down there have always been very suspicious towards the ‘official opposition’, which has copied the hierarchies, grades and structures of command of the Gaddafi’s army. (more…)
Tuesday, February 1st, 2011
There is nothing as beautiful as the faces of insurgents. Nothing in this world is so attractive, is so full of hope. No journalist, no politician, no religious leader or other will ever be able to erase the beauty of rebellion or bury it in words devoid of joy and desire.
It is primarily this beauty that strikes us when we learn of revolts taking place in North Africa. From Tunisia to Yemen, Egypt to Algeria, despite the dozens of dead and thousands injured and arrested, fear is giving way to courage, sadness is overcome by hope, the misery of being reduced to survival turns into the scream of life.
One might question the economic conditions in these countries, the rising food prices, unemployment, the authoritarian regimes and their police. One might ask why, given such conditions, revolt always takes so long to break out; how do our contemporaries manage to suffer poverty and oppression for years and years without taking up arms and shooting the politicians, the bankers and the bosses. Furthermore, we could demonstrate how also here in Belgium, more and more people are thrown overboard, condemned to languish in detention centres and prisons, and exploited in ever harsher conditions, putting up daily with authority in all its forms. One might ask …
But it is time to stop complaining. Many of us, here and elsewhere, find ourselves stuck in this world where only money counts, where our homes resemble slums more and more, where industrial pollution is poisoning us slowly. Now it is clear to everyone that they (that is, those at the top of society) will push their exploitation and domination even further, they are talking about “economic crisis “and calling on us all to accept the harshening of life at every level. But them, they are not in crisis, on the contrary, their profits are just getting higher. And who is being called upon to pay the price, here as elsewhere?
Obviously there are differences between here and there, even if the rule of money knows no borders, even if a regime, all regimes, whether democratic or authoritarian, will always mean oppression, confinement and exploitation. But the revolt, in all its beauty, explodes the differences. Burning a bank in Tunisia and Egypt calls for a bank burned in Brussels; just as the release of prisoners by the insurgents in Tunisia calls for razing the prison walls here; just as men and women, side by side behind the barricade, call to put an end to submission and patriarchy.
What fuels the revolt are not only, and it looks almost not that much, sweatshop conditions. No, the oxygen of the fire of revolt in all languages, is a beginning of freedom, this stranger who is so absent in this world, but who rises proudly in the act of rebelling. And then, everything can start to change.
Let’s leave aside any analysis of political scientists, journalists knights-of-the-democracy, or those who are already preparing to take the place of the Ben Ali and Mubaraks of this world. We are simply alongside those who, in Tunisia and Egypt and elsewhere know that freedom is neither the law nor the sharia, who want neither boss nor government, who want to try to live as free people, because, during the rebellion, they have already tasted it’s possible – and it’s sweet.
Love and courage to insurgents around the world.
Let’s set fire to the powder keg, us too.
Some insurgents from here..
Leaflet published in Bruxelles Indymedia, 30 January 2001
Monday, October 11th, 2010
To the rebels over here and over there
It’s not easy to catch reality into words, as feelings and desires always go beyond what is offered by vocabulary. It is however a vital thing to speak, trying to give expression to our thoughts and feeling. Certainly at times when the terror of the state and her troops of order try to silence everything.
For years we’ve been saying that we need space and time to enable us to think and speak freely. This space and time will never be given to us, we can only conquer them ourselves, eradicate them from the reality of thou shall and thou must. That’s why we’ve been speaking and we speak about revolt, about deeds which create space to live, to express our desires for freedom which no longer accept the sickening misery and ugliness of this world. (more…)