Paris Uprising May 1968
A look at the events and some of the causes of the uprising in France in the Spring of 1968.
Unfortuately, there is no mention of one of the driving forces of the uprising both before and during the revolt - the Situationist International.
For more information check out the writings of the Situationists themselves.
The Beginning of an Era
http://www.bopsecrets.org/SI/12.era1.htm
May 1968 Documents
http://www.bopsecrets.org/SI/May68doc...
The Joy of Revolution
http://www.bopsecrets.org/PS/joyrev3.htm
The Society of the Spectacle
http://www.bopsecrets.org/SI/debord/
The Revolution of Everyday Life
http://library.nothingness.org/articl...
Enrages and Situationists in the Occupation Movement, France, May '68
May 1968 Graffiti
Boredom is counterrevolutionary.
In a society that has abolished every kind of adventure the only adventure that remains is to abolish the society.
Those who make revolutions halfway only dig their own graves.
No replastering, the structure is rotten.
We will ask nothing. We will demand nothing. We will take, occupy.
Down with the state.
It's painful to submit to our bosses; it's even more stupid to choose them.
Abolish class society.
We want neither to rule nor to be ruled.
All power corrupts. Absolute power corrupts absolutely
Politics is in the streets.
Barricades close the streets but open the way.
People who work get bored when they don't work.
People who don't work never get bored.
The boss needs you, you don't need the boss.
Humanity won't be happy till the last capitalist is hung with the guts of the last bureaucrat.
A single nonrevolutionary weekend is infinitely more bloody than a month of total revolution.
We refuse to be highrised, diplomaed, licensed, inventoried, registered, indoctrinated,
suburbanized, sermonized, beaten, telemanipulated, gassed, booked.
Coming soon to this location: charming ruins.
Our aim is to agitate and disturb people. We're not selling bread, We're selling yeast.
You will end up dying of comfort.
Poetry is in the streets.
The most beautiful sculpture is a paving stone thrown at a cop's head.
Revolution, I love you.
I'm a Groucho Marxist.
Desiring reality is great! Realizing your desires is even better!
Be realistic, demand the impossible.
Those who lack imagination cannot imagine what is lacking.
Arise, ye wretched of the university.
Professors, you are as senile as your culture, your modernism is nothing but the modernization of the police.
Neither God nor master.
If God existed it would be necessary to abolish him.
How can you think freely in the shadow of a chapel?
The more we make love, the more we want to make revolution. The more we make revolution, the more we want to make love.
Revolutionary women are more beautiful.
Make love, not war.
Down with consumer society.
The more you consume, the less you live.
Commodities are the opium of the people.
You can't buy happiness. Steal it.
The economy is wounded - Lets hope it dies!
I don't have time to write!!!
Don't get caught up in the spectacle of opposition. Oppose the spectacle.
No forbidding allowed.
The freedom of others extends mine infinitely.
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