today – July 28th, 2012 is the anniversary of the death of Isidore Isou and the founding of the Situationist International and founding day of REproductiVe wOrkers and Lovers indUsTrIal union.
here is a little bedtime story as comment on declaration that “baker cannot leave her bakery”:
so the baker leaves the shop and goes off to other work...
but she still bakes
for herself
maybe for her fellow workers
maybe she ends up working in a kitchen
(that is not exclusively for baking...)
is the baker the same as the shop?
can she refuse being a baker and still bake?
can she refuse baking and still be a baker?
why bake? to resist hunger? for herself? to feed others?
how does she fight hunger? how can she ignore starvation all around her?
to be a baker
she must by definition identify with other people
who share her passions
she wants to bake better than ever
but comes across lots of problems in organisation and production
some other bakers make free kitchens for the homeless and poor
she loves this but encounters many of the same shortcomings as the bakery
in particular she cannot attack her enemy: starvation
she sees many bakers around her have a very limited idea of baking
and bread and cake and oven
and food and eating
she travels around the world meeting other bakers who use different methods of baking
she notices that all workers are in a union - except some like soldiers and bakers
she wonders why is this?
she talks with other bakers in her shop and in other shops
she sees that unions are local and national
but seldom acheive international structure
and she knows that starvation kills thousands of people every day
but mostly in other countries
she sees that other people who cook food are also not in unions
she decides to re-define her own production
and unionise with workers who produce food in other ways
she has "one in the oven" (an english expression for being pregnant")
the anarchists say "we don't want bread - we want the bakery"
maybe she seeks the society where it is possible to bake in the morning, to eat in the afternoon, shit in the evening, kill after dinner... without ever becoming baker, fucker, painter or killer.