To start again doesn’t mean going back

To start again doesn’t mean to go back. You never go back, never, because it’s impossible. To start again means to assume your memory as your identity, and not simply as a historical fact. At the same time it means assuming your identity as your memory not as an everlasting and selfsufficient ideology.

Those who live a cyclical time always start again. A time that is natural and not linear and progressive, without stripes and life. Linear time is a dead time. The time of the movements, of the decades of social subversion in this country, of another possible world, is alive, full of contraddictions and with an umpredictable and unknown flow. Linear time is dead but, even if it is so, or maybe that’s the main reason, it often speaks of the future. Another world will be possible, in the future. One day, in the future, there will be equal rights and dignity for all. What we do today is to make things change in the future.

The future is a fraud, a gimmick from linear time and those who want to fuck you up now. They tell you to think about your offspring, to cheat you now and your offspring then. What’s worthy for who starts again is the past, what we have lived together, such as the accumulation of experiences, expriments and memories that become a common feeling. And also the present that keeps moving, that is a “here and now” always running forward. There is no future. There is the suggestion, the capacity of reading processes, the tendency, the immagination. These are the tools by which in the past the subjectivities in the moovement spoke of post-fordism, while the prisoners of linear time tought such a word was unspeakable. Today the income, and not only salary and job, is one of the “constituent” and groundbraking claims that travel from a strike to the other. The work managment in the social factory, precariousness, flexibility and intermittance are now common sense. The same thing happened for the municipal federalism, one of the first experimental “incursions” in the dimension of administrative links, in the craks of the structure of representation. Today it is discussed from the practical experiences of various cities, at the time it almost seemed that those who cared for certain issues, were simply selling themselfes out to an institutional quiet.

The thruth is that to start again always means that we also assume cyclic course. And that’s why if we speak and breathe a new course of struggles, of experiments, of projects that break in the scene, we have to become part of this, to experiment on ourselves as a collective brain what does it mean.

We have to be in the movement, and not to represent its picture of the past. We need to have a memory and to carry it forth, to involve its meanings, and not to contract the writing of it to someone else. We have to keep on inventing ourselves, to make experiments and produce suggestions, readings, dreams. The common place where all this can happen is today’s movement, from the struggles of the rail and tram workers to the Euro May Day parade of the social precariousness in Milano and Barcelona. From the strikes of the migrant workers, to the disarticulation of the control system of the CTP. From the sabotage of global war to the great planetary demo of March the 20th. From the refusal of ideologic and absolut cages such as violence/nonviolence, to the experimentation of effective practices of conflict, able to keep us all together, to isolate police, and to delegitimate their violence. To start again means to disobey. Even to ourselves.