FREE COMPETITION By Francis D. Tandy The vastness of the subject which we are to consider [herein] will compel me to take for granted many theories which are controverted. While I believe that every assertion […]
ATERCRACY. Name drawn from two Greek words: ater, without, and cratos, government. An Atercrat is thus a citizen who is in no way governed and who considers all the cracies, whether theo, auto, aristo, demo or of some other variety, as political machines for the creation of misery and oppression. […]
FREE SOCIETY LIBRARY NO. 3 _______________________ GOD AND GOVERNMENT THE SIAMESE TWINS OF SUPERSTITION “Man, know thyself; presume not ‘God’ to scan— The proper study of mankind is Man.” BY Wallace E. Nevill DECEMBER, […]
THE TRUE AIM OF ANARCHISM and THE SCIENTIFIC PRINCIPLES OF THE THEORY OF ANARCHISM. by ERNST STEINLE (1896) THE TRUE AIM OF ANARCHISM: A REVIEW OF THE HISTORY OF THE WORLD AND OF MANKIND; […]
Henry Addis was an anarchist-communist, a co-editor of the Portland Firebrand, and a contributor to several of the anarchist papers published in the western United States. In this collection, part of the Free Society Library, […]
W. B. G., “Fourierism,” Boston Courier 20 no. 6167 (April 13, 1844): 1. We can be fairly certain that there was more than one writer using the initials W. B. G. in New England newspapers […]
One of the missing pieces in my collection of Ravachol-related material has been the source of a phrase by Paul Paillette—often quoted, but always without enough information to even begin track it down: Ravachol-Jesus. I […]
M. R., “Gigi Damiani,” Resistance 11 no. 4 (February, 1954): 5-6. Gigi Damiani Gigi Damiani, one of the outstanding men of the anarchist movement, died in Rome, Italy, November 16, 1953, at the age […]
[Numbers in parentheses are the numbers printed on the pamphlet.] Balzac Library [Hathi Trust] (1) Nathaniel Hawthorne, The Ghost of Doctor Harris (February 19, 1900) [Hathi] (2) Hannah Lynch, Zola vs. Tolstoi: or, “Fecundity” vs. […]
The gray car is stopped alongside a ditch, at the edge of the woods (which of its nerves has tensed? — which of its arteries has clogged, refusing the vital rush to its heart?) and under the car a young man crawls, thrashes, swears. On the road, his footsteps silent on the carpet of yellowed leaves (for we are in autumn, the sad autumn of all things!) He approaches. He is a blond vagabond, his long hair unkempt, his beard parted at the chin. […]
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