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Class War, Always and Forever

Posted: July 14, 2015 in administrators, Amerikan universities, Anarchy, background checks, bad jobs, bills, boards of directors, bosses, bums, buying power, capital, capitalism, car costs, CEOs, class, class struggle, Class War, clothes, commandeering class, consumers, corporations, corrupt judges, cost of living, cowardice, crap jobs, creativity, dignity, dirty jobs, drifters, drug tests, economic elites, economic losers, education, elite universities, employees, employment, employment history, energy, evil world, executives, family contacts, fight back, fire at will, firing, fleeting youth, foreign student-worker visas, full-time work, Global Monopoly Capitalism, Great Depression, hard labor, high end managers, high priced education, high prices, history, hobos, homeless, honor, housing, ideas, ideologies, illegal immigrants, immigration, independent contractors, initiative, jails, job prospects, job searches, jobs, killing job, labor, laid off, landlords, legal robbery, legal structural unemployment, legal system, legal theft, leisure time, low wages, management, master-slave relationship, McJob, no contract work, no jobs, odd jobs, oppression, overwork, owners, parasites, part-time work, pay raises, peons, poverty wage, prisons, products, profits, property pimps, public transportation, quitting, resistance, sabotage, salaries, schools, service industry, shopping, slavery, slumlords, social classes, stealing, sub-standard apartments, surplus labor, surplus value, symbols, taxes, the military, time, travel costs, travelers, unemployed PhDs, unemployment, United States, unpaid labor, useless university degrees, vacation time, wage earner, wage slavery, wage struggle, wages, work, work experience, work time, workers
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There exist certain unmistakable symbols and ideas, which define a political movement or an ideology.

For Communism, it is the hammer and sickle over the bright red flag, the labor gulag and Stalin’s execution lists. For Fascism, it is the strutting dictator stapled with phony medals, goose stepping SS soldiers, the swastika and the death camps, experts in the art of murder. For Liberalism, it is the grey institutional, corporate-bank building filled with bureaucratic drones, the local white stone courthouse, the police station, jail-prison with bars, the office of the local sheriff, and the brown brick, state school, with yellow school buses added for a little touch of class.

But what exists for Anarchy? We have the classic A with the circle around it. We have the long N shaped symbol with an arrow moving upward and a circle around that. And we have a black flag with some red in it – with part of the flag having a star, or even a fist, or whatever. There is also the Anarchist Black Cross, a type of Greek Cross or a Medical Cross, which usually has a clenched fist on the top of the vertical bar. We can also add a punk looking individual to the mix, and some Anarchists have even appropriated the classic black and white pirate flag with the skull and crossed bones. But there is an idea that maintains its constancy within all Anarchy practices: the Class War.

How many memories and bad experiences do we continue to hold from all of our crap jobs history – or where we still trudge and grudge our lives away?

All of my diverse jobs in my personal life were bad ones, including the one that I held for the most labor time of my life: as a lowly paid, graduate teaching assistant at some western land-grant American university. My second longest work stretch was my time surviving in the US Military. I was lucky to not get kicked out of that one.

My employment history mostly shows a shattered list of short work stints, about a few months at the most, and in the end, the owner bastards often fired me. I am damn proud of this spotted work record too. I have openly lived my life as a true warrior inside of the Class War. I have never traded nor soiled my honor, nor my dignity, to a boss-manager parasite.

Believe it or not, I’ve actually worked hard – if the job interested me. I have always arrived on time to work, and while inside of the wage struggle, I got straight into the labor intensity. I have never liked just sitting or standing around, and I always tried to find some initiative or creativity on my own in order to learn more things. But in the end, we all live under the loaded shotgun of the Class Struggle. The loaded shotgun has always aimed at us – the regular workers, the drinking class, the working class.

The commandeering class parasites don’t see it that way however. They want to avoid the most work as possible in order to collect a higher salary with lots of benefits – the worker ants damned! Those losers constantly delegate the hated work jobs, often cleaning or organizing tasks, onto the lower worker peons. Those hacks also have the ear of the owners. And the owners only want one thing – profits!

This is the Class Struggle: the owner wants more work out of the wage slaves, while also hoping to cut down the employee wages in order to increase profit margins; meanwhile, the workers want to conserve their energy for life outside of work, while hoping for a measly pay raise – maybe some time in the distant future.

Since its ugly surfacing some hundreds of years ago, Capitalism has waged a most ruthless war or struggle against the lives of most humans. Whether we like it or not, we all must survive in the Class Struggle, and fight until the bitter end – inside of the Class War.

The owners holding the capital have waged a relentless war against us. Our wage slave jobs slowly rot out our bodies, and eventually clog our vital energies, and so we must fight back. We battle the owners every day on the job, or we fight back as consumers against their crap products, or we even expose the owners’ dishonest practices through writing scathing reviews on the Internet. There are many more ways to struggle.

There is also sabotage. Sabotage does not just imply purposely breaking the machines; although, in extreme situations, this works too. It can also mean following every single rule in the business in order to slow down production or any system of overwork. It can even mean informing the state authorities about the owner’s negligence of the laws. Yes, we can use the divide and conquer method against our foes, since they have continually used similar methods against us.

Another sabotage tactic is giving out the product for free to customers in order to show our appreciation for choosing the business! This has also worked splendidly in the past. The owner crooks can lambast all they want about stealing, but this is just giving the customer a bit more appreciation. Customer service is king – and especially under Global Monopoly Capitalism that truly rules our evil world.

Capitalism steals more than our wages. The system robs us through its flimsy tax scams, which we lower orders can never use, such as unemployment and social security money. In the United States, most employers reject the unemployment claims of fired workers most of the time – and the corrupt judges generally rubber stamp the boss’ dirty deeds. We can only receive some federal, state and city back taxes, if we make less than the poverty wage. Anyway, the poverty wage is so low that it exists as a worthless system for any wage earner.

The thugs in the US federal government are getting a little nervous however. They recently started an Earned Income Credit scam that allows the peons to keep a little crumbs from the ‘taxed money.’ Nice try. Those band aids never help.

Capitalism also robs the lowly paid wage workers grievously through stealing their surplus labor. Every day that we arrive to work and labor hard, we actually create a surplus product ready for sale. Our unpaid surplus labor creates a surplus of value, or wealth, for the owners. Yet, we only receive a low wage that barely pays for our dismal lives of bill paying, taxation and basic cost of living, such as food, housing and clothes.

Nowadays, many wage slaves have to work two or three jobs in order to live in an sub-standard apartment. Landlords have also become desperate within this capitalist shell game, and in many small cities and towns, ‘with jobs,’ they have lifted the prices for basic living into the American megalopolis price zones of New York and San Francisco.

Many Amerikan landlords have transformed themselves into property pimps who push anyone who can’t pay their exorbitant rents into the poorer or rural suburbs, such as the young, lumpen poor and minorities.  The displaced poor then have to flush their money into urban scam ‘public transportation,’ which costs more than actually driving a car around the city. Other wage slaves living in the more rural parts will have to dig deeper in their pockets for paying gas costs, state mandated taxes, state mandated insurance and auto part-repair bills. And these people still have to buy decent food, wear cool clothes – and possibly enjoy their scant leisure time.

The owners have successfully colonized and scammed our leisure activities. Most of our ‘fun activities’ cost something: bars, restaurants, cafes, concerts, festivals, amusement parks, outdoor sports, parties, lotteries-casino gambling, etc. We have to throw our money away to another group of owners in the ‘service industry,’ and whose members often represent the more noxious elements of the small business owner class. Going out and enjoying our lives, during ‘our time off,’ is not so cheap anymore.

We must structure our crowded lives around our ‘jobs.’ which slowly degenerate our meager existence. The boss-owner group can take off whenever he or she wants, and do whatever he or she wants during work hours: a golf game, a two-hour lunch, a visit to family, personal shopping, or even just a light nap or refreshing break. We continue working, and worst of all, the job steals away our precious personal time – and sadly, our fleeting youth. The owners makes the work-life schedules, not us.

The owner-bosses like to take multiple week vacations throughout the work year. Few wage slaves get the old, two-week paid vacation from the distant past. If you ask for it, it tells the boss that you want fewer hours – and he or she will soon terminate your employment.

Most wage work doesn’t even have work contracts anymore. The owner can fire the employees at will, and they often do just that – for whatever reasons. There are so many other wage slaves, and especially young ones, banging on the doors. The owner can just go down the list and call up the most pliable worker.

In some service professions in the US, such as restaurants-bars, distributing centers, cleaning services and construction-repair work, the bosses have a massive pool of illegal immigrant workers to exploit. Other businesses can use a pool of legal, foreign visa students-workers. The owners inside the education, nursing and software industries exploit this privilege all the time. I have yet to see the federal, state or local governments punish those dishonest owner crooks who prefer to hire non-Americans. If you can hire a foreigner to do the same job, worker harder, and for less pay – than why not?

Ultimately, more and more owners refuse to pay the full amount of salary when they fire employees, or when the employees quit. Fighting for the rest of the pay is simply not worth it, since the legal system always backs up the owner class, and the proof of outright theft is on the employee. How many employees have the time or energy to fight back? If the wage slave does not have any family money to help him or her, then he or she had better find another crushing, soul killing job – or he or she will then join the ranks of the homeless ‘bums,’ or drifters.

The worst part of the story is still not over. As this Global Monopoly Capitalist system becomes more outrageous and more brutal, so there emerges a smaller pool of available jobs. The only jobs left will be those high paying administrator-commandeering manager-executive class jobs. Those people do no useful work whatsoever, except attend meetings and pass e-mails. Those jobs are for the people who have attended highly rated universities and have some wealthy family contacts. This leaves the rest of us thrown into the Capitalist Maelstrom.

The lucky ones will have some important manual skill where they can find work as ‘independent contractors’: electricians, builders, plumbers, welders, or simply fix-it-all, jack of all trades, people.

For the rest of us, losers, the future enters a biting darkness. I include myself in this group, since PhD bums in history were stupid enough to believe that there were jobs for intellectually smart-street wise dummies. In the past there were job prospects, but the sociopaths that hold power in the Amerikan Empire don’t care anymore. Why should they? Most PhD recipients have transformed themselves into pathetic cowards. How can any PhD with any sense of honor and dignity work as an adjunk, part-time teacher for less pay that any McJob dweeb?

What can we do to forestall such a monstrous future waiting for us?

We must embrace the Class War, since the elites, the top owner class within the boards of directorships of the major corporations and banks, including their top political class minions, have already declared war against us – from the beginning of human history. Before it was the master-slave relationship, now it is the owner-wage slave relationship.

We have only two choices ahead. First, We could bow our heads and keep looking for different work situations, and if we have family money to help us out, then we can survive with odd jobs.

The other option is that we can reject work altogether and just become traveling bums or drifters – like the hobos of the Great Depression. Yes, I mean drop out of the work force, travel around to different parts of the country, and find the odd job for some desperate cash.

Yet even this old ‘job search’ system is dying. Most of the ugliest, slave-like jobs either require a background check of a few pages, inclusive of a drug test, or they are only reserved for the illegal immigrant slaves who will desperately do any job, including septic cleaning and slaughterhouse killing.

The Class War continues: always and forever!

 

 

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Rewashing the Capitalist Nightmare: no jobs, no hard work ethic

Posted: September 7, 2014 in absurdity, administrators, American universities, Amerikan Empire, aristocracy, arts and leisure, bank accounts, banks, basic necessities, beggars, benefits, Bertrand Russell, bonuses, bosses, buying, capital, capitalism, capitalist culture, capitalist society, celebrities, civilization, class war, college education, control, corporate entities, corporate executives, corporate media, courage, criminals, culture, dead money, death, deceit, delegate workload, dignity, disease, dividends, doormen, eating out at restaurants, economic backups, elites, employment, energy, enlisted slaves, fabrications, family, fancies, freedom, gated communities, global monopolistic capitalism, gourment eating, h, hard work, health problems, hierarchy, history, hold a job, homelessness, honor, human history, hypocrites, ideologies, idleness, imprisonment, inheritance, institutions, job creation, job hustle, job search, jobs, killing, labor, labor pool, landlords, laziness, legal fraud, leisure, lies, life, luxury, management, media liars, mental exertion, modern society, modernity, money, morality, murder, occupation as ideology, opportunity, owners, pain and suffering, pay, payouts, personal time, physical exertion, police, police murder, priests and warriors, private property, profit, property pimping, protection racket, real work, religious dogmas, rent, responsibilities, ruling classes, sacrifice, salaries, scams, shareholders, slavery, slaves, social classes, social control, society, space, starvation, stocks, surplus capital, the Law, time, toil and endurance, travel, trust fund, twist the laws, tyranny, tyranny of the job, underemployment, unemployment, usury, violence, wage slaves, wages, wealth, wealthy, welfare bums, work, work ethic, worker ants, workers, world history, youth
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One part of the modern narrative of life, or the official account of things, unequivocally states that all of us direct and control our own lives, and that only we are responsible for our own life choices. This false adage represents another modern lie on top of a dung heap of fabrications, all fully drowned within an urban sewer of deceit.

Most humans live under the tyranny of the job. First, we have to maintain our dignity during the arduous search for work. If we happen to find a job, then we have some new and important requirements within our lives in order to hold the job. We regularly travel to and fro from the job for most of our daily lives, and finally, it is necessary to sacrifice the majority of our precious time for the job. We must structure our complete existences around the said job: the hours we wake up, clean and dress, eat our meals, prepare for sleep, and plan our outside job activities, such as family commitments, friendship activities, and alone leisure times.

If we must leave, or quit the job, then the system instructs us to give verbal or written notice to the higher-ups inside of the work hierarchy. In the case of a firing, then we have to start at plan zero all over again. We cannot mention the previous employment, which becomes a dead time, and we must slay our honor to the brutality of the job market. Most of us job beggars become dishonest and wary of the whole employment market miasma.

If we have bills and debts to pay, and especially raising a family, we often stay working at jobs we hate. All this ‘responsibility’ implies that we are beholden to some cruel higher power. What is this malevolent higher power that forces us to work for most of our lives? What has coerced us to do the public and personal humiliation of the ‘job search,’ and to sacrifice our minds and bodies for such a political economic parasite, which bites and sucks out our youth, time and energy?

It is not the job itself that causes such pain. Our contemporary, global, monopoly capitalist system, which we all must survive under, represents the culprit forcing us to bow our knees and do remonstrance before the Almighty Job.

The job has existed as the unnamed, societal need for all of us to live without government hassle, such as urban homelessness, destruction of our personal property, eating rotten food or undernourishment, exposure to the elements, dirty clothes, health problems, fines, physical beatings, imprisonment and in some cases, police murder.

If we want to live unmolested from the violence of capitalist society, then we must sacrifice the majority of our lives for the job, or for work – or for doing some labor, so that the owner can make a profit off of us, and never have to worry about holding a job, nor sacrificing him or herself for the job search ever again.

Not all of us live ball and chained to the job dynamic. A few people on earth do not have to worry about finding a job, laboring in harsh conditions, or performing the work search nightmare. These special, economically free people all have a common backup: surplus capital, or diverse holdings in money-making schemes, such as high performing stocks, bonds, dividends, payouts, benefits, bonus packages, and deep bank accounts.

This group further divides into three distinct sections. The first group represents the owners of various private properties, such as multiple residential and commercial units in an urban center. This particular group lives off of rent or usury. The renter pays an exorbitant percentage of his or her salary, and yet never gets to own any real property. The dead money from the renter’s hard work goes straight to the profit of the landlord and ensures the renter’s protection racket for shelter, cooking food, cleaning-toilet privileges and privacy.

The second group denotes the owners and major shareholders of companies and corporate entities where they regularly partake of annual dividends and corporate executive pay-bonuses. These people do not work much either, except attend lots of meetings, travel to different offices and send e-mails or letters to each other and to the various subsections under them.

The third group represents the familial descendants and legal beneficiaries of the deceased wealthy. They live from inheritance money, or as trust fund people. All of them own lots of surplus money, which allows them to live extravagantly. They do not do any work at all, but engage in their own pet projects. Some live for sports activities, such as sail boating or skiing. Others prefer art collection, such as art gallery ownership or art investment selling, while a specific subgroup enjoys the delights of world travel, such as gourmet eating across the globe or visiting primitive tribes in far out areas.

The most well liked subsection of this group represents the female celebrity jet set that engages in excessive fashion buying and attending decadent parties. A few others simply become rich drug addicts, often preferring cocaine or heroin.

All of these wealthy mobs tend to own nice, spacious homes and apartments, and there is ample space between the large homes, or the apartments have thick walls between them. Their neighborhoods are safe and pleasant to look at, and there is often a gated security force always on duty, or doormen and elevator men making sure that poor lowlifes don’t venture near the building. This class of persons often eat out at expensive restaurants, and they travel on their whims whenever they feel like going somewhere. They can afford to purchase fine clothes, new cars, new gadgets or whatever else suits their fancy. Most importantly, they can enjoy their lives securely knowing that they don’t have to ever sweat the job hustle or the youth killing service of labor.

For thousands of years of history, all civilizations having had strong social class differences and hierarchies, and have also displayed this class of people. Labor comes from the Latin, ‘laborem,’ which implied hardship, toil, exertion, pain and fatigue. The term was a negative one and it is still negative to this day. Our English word of work came from the Old German, ‘verk,’ which implied everything from physical exertion, to defecation, to a quick sexual act. During thousands of years of world civilization, the people who have had to exert themselves, suffer under hardship, toil and endure unending pain – were the slaves. The people who did not work while enjoying their leisure time – became the elites.

Human history adds another absurd anecdote between the working slaves and the elites of leisure. Most of the arts of human civilization, such as philosophy, religion, sciences, language arts, martial arts, weapons, plastic arts and architecture, birthed from the elites’ use of leisure.

Priests did not work, neither did the warrior class, nor did the ruling classes. They still avoid work to this day. The savvy politician has underlings to rewrite and twist the laws, the general has inferior officers to direct the enlisted slaves, and the administrator or corporate executive delegates the workload to the salaried managers, while owner board management barks orders to the worker ants.

From this unjust system that birthed human civilization, the elites developed a crass ideology in order to mentally control the slaves, and still defended through all religious dogmas and societal institutions. This ideology consists of the dignity of one’s labor, one’s occupation transforming into a main part of one’s personal identity, and the hard work ethic. All three of these strictures are base lies. The absurdity of these lies resides in the fact that the people who have never done any real work have also been the same people to propagate such nonsense. The lazy bums of leisure have dictated the game to the slaves – and it has worked marvelously throughout human history.

In no other country has it worked so completely as inside the Amerikan Empire or the United States of America. Many Americans hold great interest in the lives of wealthy socialites and celebrity trust funders that have never worked a hard day in their lives, while they spit out venom against street beggars and welfare bums because they don’t hold a job.

In no other country does one see so many media liars blaming the unemployed for their unemployment. These low paid lowlifes often berate the unemployed for their lack of job networking, bad resumes, their ugly appearances, etc. Yet, nobody calls these people out for their own perversity in hiding the nature of global monopolistic capitalism.

Politicians in both political parties curse the poor and unemployed regularly. They continually fulminate against them in the media, demand more prisons to warehouse them and more cops to murder them, and they even skew welfare and housing laws to harass them incessantly.

Meanwhile, global monopoly capitalism offers less and less employment as the number of administrators and corporate executives increases. Not only do the number of elites increase for a few selected people, but their payouts also increase substantially.

I noticed this as a working graduate student-assistant inside a typical American university. The university administrators did almost no work except attend meetings, corporate functions, and send out e-mails. They simply delegated the actual labor to their subordinates. The administrators ultimately controlled the governance, the purse strings and the hiring. They all made six figure salaries and almost none of them taught any classes. Under them were the sports coaches, then the well-paid professors in the professional schools, next the tenured professor managers, and finally, the rest of lowly paid servile staff. A regular university course charged the same amount of extortion rate money, whether taught by a tenured full professor making 80,000$ per year, or by a part-time wage slave with a master’s degree only making 750$ per fourth month course.

This wonderful American university system functioned under legalized fraud. But this fraud now defecates its excrement in all of society’s institutions. The higher up the elite, the more twisted and perverted the profits become. The worst part of this fetid scam is that the 1% have not stopped berating us about networking opportunities, job creation, the importance of a college education, and most ominously, creating a hard work ethic. These lazy cheats, corrupt bosses and pathological liars still hassle us unceasingly. Is there any person of courage left to publicly expose them for the hypocrites, liars and criminals that they are?

The English philosopher Bertrand Russell wrote a wonderful essay critiquing the terrible lies on the benevolence of work and on the even more destructive, hard work ethic, called ‘In Praise of Idleness.’ Russell was also a member of the English aristocratic class, so he understood the life of idleness quite well. In his essay he succinctly described the job and hard work system: ‘the morality of work is the morality of slaves…’So we must work in order ‘to live,’ modern society tells us.

As Anarchists let us forsake the lies of society and the work ethic. We can fight back in the ongoing Class War, and embrace both our way of life and coming deaths, always working towards our own honor and our own freedom.

Cutting down the Restaurant Dependency

Posted: July 9, 2014 in abuse, Africa, alternative, Amerikan Empire, aristocrats, Asia, back kitchen, bad attitudes, bars, bartender, bouillon, bourgeoisie, busboys, business ventures, cafes, capitalism, capitalist division of labor, care, cash, cereal and vegetable diet, cheapness, chefs, China, cities, class based diets, class position, clubs, coffee, comfort, community, condiments, conspicuous consumption, consumption, cooks, coops, copping free drinks, corporate, culinary skills, culture, customers, diet, dining ambience, diseases, dishwashers, dives, divide and conquer, eating out, eighteenth-century, elites, elitism, ethnic restaurants, Europe, family run restaurants, fees, feudalism, fine dining, fine foods, fine restaurants, food consumption, food cultures, food idolatry, food markets, food service, food wholesalers, foods, France, French Revolution, fresh foods, freshness, front staff, global capitalism, gluttony, gourmet, Hangzhou, hard drugs, healing, health, health inspectors, hearty diet, herbs, hiding money, high worker turnover, home cooked meals, hospitals, hosts, Ibn Battuta, illegal immigrants, illnesses, inheritance, institutionalization, Jewish merchants, labor, legal theft, local dishes, lower classes, main courses, managers, Marco Polo, maritime spice routes, markets, marks, meat and fish diets, megalopolis, menu, microwaves, money, Muslim merchants, out of town visitors, overpriced drinks, owners, Paris, peasants, petit bourgeoisie, plate presentation, plates, pre-prepared plates, preps, price gouging, private cooks, profit, profiteering, public health, restaurant hells, restaurant options, restaurants, restaurer, reused food scraps, rich and lazy, savage capitalism, scams, sensuality of food, servers, service industry, service industry workers, shared kitchens, sickness, side dishes, slave wages, small business owners, smells, soups, South China Sea, South Seas, spices, staff, stale foods, stalls, stealing, Sung Dynasty, table d'hôte, tastes, taxes, ten course meals, the art of cooking, the rich, the wealthy, thirteenth-century, tips, travelers, traveling, unclean dives, uncleaniness, under the table work, upper classes, veggie cooperatives, waiters, workers, youth hostels
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The wonders of feeling served, cared for, and looked after represent some of our greatest life experiences. Even when we are physically ill, good rest and wholesome care help us to achieve that piece of mind and marvelous plateau of comfort. These actions display the gifts of unconditional love and they can eventually lead to true healing.

One of the most brutal aspects inside the culture of modern capitalism has been its perversion of such care. Whether they have the names of ‘health care, culinary centers,’ or ‘festival parks,’ capitalism has mugged and institutionalized the older enchantments of strong familial relations and community bonds into their profit-making enterprises.

These institutions have even gone farther into the crimes of legal theft and profiteering. The occult history of restaurants actually began in China during the 1200s, and for our modern restos, in France during the 1700s.

On a rough day in 1760s Paris, a coarse gentleman was clumping in the thin, narrow, cobblestone and nasty dirt, medieval streets of the city. The season was the beginning of an early winter in late November. The cold air was dead with frost, yet whips of cool wind fury could brutally bite the toughest soldier. He was also walking during the ratty, early morning hours. The sky had possessed an overcast grey muddy tinge that led to more foreboding.

The man wore his black hair in long locks with a tail at the end. He was clothed in an overcoat, a vest, a white blouse shirt, and unlike other wealthier men at the time, had on worker pants, while his long black leather boots covered his lower pant legs. He was of medium height, mostly clean-shaven, except for a permanent stubble on the chin and cheeks, and his face had that look of deep thought mixed with the pains of human suffering. He suffered from a mysterious illness inside his belly, a common ailment for that historical time.

He was actually walking to a ‘restaurant,’ a specialized medical dining hall that would hopefully ‘restaurer,’ or restore his health. There were a few in Paris, and this one was famous for its large spoon and bowl over the front door that advertised its palliative care. In those days, they still didn’t use numbers for specific addresses.

When he finally arrived at the care place, there were already a group of men, women and children sitting at the common table. The common table had the name of ‘table d’hôte,’ or the host’s table. He sat down at the end and already felt a nagging feeling.

The hostess suddenly slammed the large soup containers, hard bread, and salt in the middle of the large wooden, dirty table. The center mass of sick people began to hog the soup for the best choices of boiled chicken scrap, ‘bouillon,’ or broth, and seasonal cooked veggies. The bowl went around the table and so the people at the ends had to deal with what was left over. Eating at these places was often a surprise, since the meals often sat for a long time in large pots over the kitchen fire. Such was the ‘pot luck’ in those days. The tired man ate his food and paid his usual cheap ‘écus’ for the simple fare.

He also noticed some out-of-town travelers from the provinces at the table. The hostess charged them the ‘traveler’ fee, which was more expensive. He felt lucky in that he was a ‘Parisian’ local and knew the going rate. Until this very day, many restaurants are notorious for trying to fleece and legally rob unwary customers and out-of-town visitors.

This type of restaurant lasted until the French Revolution of the 1790s. By the beginning of the nineteenth-century, the 1800s, unemployed cooks that had previously worked for the parasitical ‘aristocrats’ began to advertise their culinary skills. If they had any capital, they could open a ‘restaurant’ for the ‘bourgeoisie,’ or upper class, owner-elites. These elites wanted to taste the exquisite plates from the previous epoch of sensual-gluttonous, aristo dining, represented by ten course meals.

The cooks offered ‘menus,’ or selected plates for the day at fixed prices and at certain eating times of the day. The cook owners cut up the tables to make sure there was greater privacy for the paying diners. Such was the birth of the modern restaurant that still spits out its notoriety.

Fine restaurants have continued to thrive as the ultimate conspicuous show of elitism and consumption. The wealthy elites can eat the ‘fine food,’ and enjoy the restaurant ambience, while they thumb their noses at the lower classes that cannot often afford to dine out.

Restaurants would soon perfect their harsh, capitalist division of labor. First came the owner, then the day-to-day manager, next the hot cook, or main cook, ‘le chef,’ and later, the front staff, waiters and hosts, or ‘serveurs.’ and finally the rest of the back staff – busboys, prep and assistant cold plate cooks – and the lowly dishwasher-general cleaner. But in China, five hundred years earlier, the restaurant existed as the extension of the spice and food market.

During the Sung dynasty in China, around the 1230s, this political dynasty had constructed a new capital and market center called Hangzhou. Hangzhou was not an ordinary city for those times. This megalopolis sold every type of imaginable fish, meat, vegetable and fruit – and most importantly, herbs and spices. Within the massive market, the traveler could find Muslim merchants coming from their routes in Africa and Asia, and even well-traveled Jewish merchant traders resided in the city. Famous world travelers visited the site, such as Marco Polo and Ibn Battuta. The city was also the most populous city in the world with over one million inhabitants.

Within the canal and urban jungle labyrinth of markets, buyers and sellers, the visitor could taste the culinary wonders of the world. The majestic stories were quite famous concerning the beautiful city on the lake and the green hills surrounding it. The wonderful foods, tastes, exotic sights, stalls, markets, herbs, smells, and spices enchanted Europeans accustomed to the harsh medieval cereal, legume and vegetable diet.

European elites began to desire a more refined table and palette, and they also wanted more culinary art diversity and a regular diet of diverse meats and fishes.

Local food preparers in Hangzhou prepared stuffed dumpling delights, and mixed noodle and soup plates. These European elite desires for the gourmet plate led to the colonial sea race in order to find another maritime route to India, China and the South Seas, (or the South China Sea lands of Malays, Siamese, Khmers, Laos, and Annam-Champa, or Vietnam).

Six hundred years later, elite Europeans would become the colonial-imperial curse on the Earth. European elites had idolized the sensuality of food over the healthy and hearty diet of the European peasant. The display of wealth and class power had trumped the warm feeling of family and community around a simple, yet tasty fare.

Our modern restaurant is the sacred symbol of food idolatry, small time savage capitalism and the fraudulent display of class position. The resto ultimately serves the rich and lazy that refuse to cook for themselves. The elites want the culinary arts that come with money, yet they refuse to do the labor. Someone else must labor, and labor mercilessly, in order for the money people to enjoy the experience – and the profiteering.

This vice is especially true for the restaurant owners. They might know a lot about food, and a few might even have worked as chefs before, but their main hankering is for a profit, or taking advantage of the mark, or customer, and the laboring staff. If this means buying cheap, genetically modified wholesale food for consumption, leaving out side dish food in metal canisters with plastic wrap for over a month, charging triple prices for cheap drinks, or even taking half-eaten food scraps and putting them in the general use bins – they will do it. The restaurant owner truly wants to make a profit, not feed humanity out of love.

Some restaurant owners have never done kitchen work in their lives. They simply inherited the joint from their parents, or as small time capitalists, they went into restaurant work because they thought that the money would come quickly and easily. They often hire their friends and buddies from previous business ventures, and who also know very little about food and drinks, to manage the dives. Woe unto the service workers that have to deal with these restaurant hells. If the city health inspectors really did their jobs, they would close those rancid places down.

US Restaurants often attract the most vicious, petty, mean, and cheap bosses from the small business owner class, or the petit bourgeoisie. Due to the heavy use of cash, the restaurant racket, like construction, can easily hide the underground economy, or ‘under the table’ money, from the government. In America, the owners can get away with paying a slave wage to the front staff, since the marks, or the customers, are partly required to pay the servers’ wages through ‘tips.’

Also in America, restaurants like construction, hotels and cleaning services, are the mainstays in hiring illegal immigrant workers, In restaurants, they all tend to work and stay hidden in the back kitchen. If the kitchen workers complain, then a call to the Immigration Service will suffice. I have even seen with my own eyes, Latino-mestizo workers from Mexico, Honduras and El Salvador doing the hot cooking in varied ethnic restaurants, such as Indian, Japanese, French, Ethiopian and Thai places!

I have my own personal work stories. When I was younger, I only worked in the back kitchen as a dishwasher for the desperation of needed travel money. I usual bolted when I had made enough cash, or the managers just fired me for religiously taking my breaks. I noticed that many of the young cooks were serious hard drug addicts and a few even sold hard drugs from the back doors.

The waitresses also acted nasty and rude. There were some serious infighting and petty hatreds between the cooks, hosts and servers. The restaurant boss had successfully used the old divide and conquer strategy. No wonder coffee was always free to the wage and tip slaves. Worker turnover was always high.

The workers often counterattacked by making deals with the bartender, including sleeping with him or her, in order to cop free drinks – after the lazy owner went AWOL from the job. The cooks stole copious amounts of food for their own late night deep-frying. The petty and pathetic servers with bad attitudes even made fun of the regular customers to the other staff, who generally ordered their usual meals and drinks – and yet tipped those assholes well.

Some Anarchists counter the anti-restaurant arguments by arguing in favor of vegan-cooperative ventures, or small, family owned restaurants and ethnic food enclaves. But these restaurant options suffer from the same diseases of capitalism – making more money.

If all restaurants use funny money, than they have to make some base profit in order to survive. In family ethnic restaurants the bosses are still bosses and often demand that all the workers share their tips with the owner, which is one of the last holdouts of feudalism. In order for alternative coops to make money, they have to cut corners too, and especially with food freshness. Vegetarian-vegan hipster cooperatives are often the worst abusers of reusing old breads, rice, millet and quinoa, and nuking pre-prepared plates, often made a few days ago, inside of their multiple microwaves – so much for freshness.

If a regular customer that likes to go out to eat and could see inside the actual kitchens and operations of restaurants, then he or she would refrain from visiting them regularly. The real issue, and especially for us Anarchists, is not succumbing to the vicious culture of global capitalism. We continue to pay the servers through our tips in order to help a cheap small business owner make a profit.

We could do the cooking labor at our homes, or at someone else’s house where the fare is often better than the resto variety. At least we know the freshness content of the food we are using. Cooking is also an art, and it is open to all of us humans, since we all do art in some form. Eating out is quite expensive too.

In our contemporary world, we cannot simply avoid restaurants and ban them completely from our lives. But we can cherish those special visits and occasions at our local eating place with family and friends and during festivities.

For those of us that travel, we often have no choice in the matter. If we are in a foreign country, then we would also want to try the local dishes. Youth hostels offer a good option for travelers since most of them have shared kitchens for guests.

We should always remember that the modern restaurant began as an informal medical place for the sick. If we are alive and still healthy, then let’s control our own food consumption and share the cooking within our own families and among our own small, friendly communities.