We here at the Flying Brick are sad to have to inform you all that we will be closing official open hours. Our volunteer capacity is way down, and with everything else that has been happening, conflicts around the world escalating and drawing us all onto new things, as well as less of a demand for books, we can’t keep our doors open on a regular basis.
THIS DOESN’T MEAN WE ARE CLOSING ALTOGETHER
As long as the Flying Brick Library exists as a house this resource will be available for anyone who needs it. That is why we heavily encourage you all to get in touch with us if you want to come by and check books out, or have an event that needs a space, or a group that wants a comfy meeting space! It is our belief that personal contacts and relationships have always meant more anyway. Please check the updated contact info to the right for how to get in touch and make an appointment with us!
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Keep Struggling, See you in the Streets!
Originally posted on Prison Books Collective:
From The Guardian
A North Carolina inmate with mental illness who had been held in solitary confinement died of thirst, according to an autopsy report released Thursday.
Anthony Michael Kerr, 53, was found unresponsive in the back of a van on 12 March after being driven roughly three hours from Alexander Correctional Institution in Taylorsville to a mental hospital at Central Prison in Raleigh.
The North Carolina Department of Public Safety subsequently fired a captain and four nurses at Alexander. A nurse and a staff psychologist resigned.
At the time, Public Safety Secretary Frank L Perry pledged an “an aggressive, yet thorough internal investigation” into Kerr’s death. However, nearly nine months later the agency has not made public any results of that probe.
In the North Carolina Medical Examiner’s Office report, pathologist Dr Lauren…
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Originally posted on Prison Books Collective:
From Anarchy Live!
On the 27th of August 2014, I was in a physical altercation with another prisoner and now I’m in segregation for possibly a year.
Anyhow, I need y’all’s support while I’m in segregation. I need y’all to make sure I’m not idle (bored) by sending me radical newspapers, newsletters, magazines, letters, and stamps.
The thing about segregation is that it’s designed to cause pain and hurt, but it can also be turned into a school and place to build resistance. Everyone wants something to read to occupy the mind and not be bored, so it’s a great opportunity to pass literature around knowing it’s going to be read. In general population, prisoners are caught up in their own thing, whether it’s sports, drugs, gangbanging, TV, etc. and have little or no time or inclination to read anything that challenges the norm.
THE WAR CONTINUES!
FUCK THE STATE!
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So, there has been a ton of buzz in the media and across the city this week regarding developments around the Shockoe Stadium plan and the crumbling public schools. There have been ever changing reports coming from city council, the mayors office, developers, and others. Its all a little confusing, but what we have taken away from things is that the chaos internally regarding the corporate developers and the city is a sign that things on their side are beginning to fall apart. WE ARE WINNING. Another group of developers announced an alternative plan for a stadium on Boulevard instead of in Shockoe, and combined with the actions of public school students organizing against horrible conditions in the school system*, the powers that be have been thrown into a frenzy.
Friends at the Alliance For Progressive Values have done a really good synopsis of the developments over the past week, and so instead of trying to duplicate work thats already been done, we suggest you check it out here, on their blog:
Love and Rage!
*please visit the Facebook page, Presence RPS, to submit photos of poor conditions in the schools. This is an ongoing effort by some of the students to bring awareness to the conditions of the schools. Please include the name of the school where the picture was taken. You are welcome to submit anonymously.
These pamphlets showed up on our porch this morning:
A Solidarity Letter From a Few Anarchists
To the students who walked out on April 28th:
First and foremost, wow. We could not be more impressed. Your actions and ability to articulate your reasons for acting have been inspiring and reinvigorating for all of us who might see something of ourselves in your struggle. Only a few of us knew about your plans to walkout, but once it happened the buzz did not stop. People are still talking about it. Our hats are off to you!
Why are we writing you?
You might ask, why? Why do these anonymous weirdos that call themselves “anarchists” want to write an open letter to public school students? Who are these people? What do we have in common?
Those of us that discussed your actions and decided to write this letter can’t speak for everyone, but we can touch on some common ideas that we think reflect at least the general sentiment that is felt, not just by “anarchists”, but by many folks who were inspired by what you did.
Richmond is fed up. Residents of this city are tired of the ever expanding push of developers and other capitalists to control and shape this city into a playground for the upper classes and tech elite. This can be seen in the poor funding and maintenance of schools, the increasing presence of police and criminalization of youth (see: Targeted Enforcement Zone), the funding for sports stadiums and economic initiatives that do not benefit the people who live in the immediate area, the crackdown on DIY and self-made cultural spaces through alliances like CAPS, the noise ordinances, the leasing of public spaces like Monroe Park, the harsher and harsher penalties for petty vandalism and of course, the building of a new jail…. *ahem*, ”Justice Center.”
Mayor Jones wants a Tier One City
This reflects a trend in hundreds of cities across the country. This is coded language. The image brought to mind, and in their countless powerpoint presentations, is one of an urban “Downtown Short Pump”. One that is sterile, overwhelmingly white, rich, and suburban. We are forced to imagine the city we love as a breeding ground for khaki shorts wearing young professionals that only consume culture, and never create it. Never participating but always observing, policing, and obeying. This is not what has made Richmond a place that so many different people love to live in.
As we are sure you know, this is not over. The pillars of power are being shaken in this former Capitol of the Confederacy. Your actions have not only driven the public eye to look deeper into the problems of the school system, but your connecting of the issues around the Stadium Plan have propelled that struggle forward as well. The Mayor and City Council are on the defensive. They can only look like fools in the face of pointed and articulate criticism from the school students they supposedly care so much about.
We want to meet you!
We have heard rumors that you were threatened with “consequences” for taking action, and we want to offer our solidarity and aid in any fight against repression you may end up facing. We want to meet you. We work and play in this city as well, and it isn’t hard to find us. We are your neighbours. You may already know some of us. This is an open invitation to you: come find us at shows, libraries, cooperatives, art studios, protests, coffee shops, corner stores, and parks.
After you graduate, whether you go off to college, move to a different city, or whatever path you walk, don’t forget what you have already won. Take the skills you have learned in this struggle elsewhere and keep fighting. These same forces that are keeping your schools in disrepair are doing similar things in every corner of the world. You have joined a tradition and a struggle that is international and stretches throughout history.
We welcome you! We are so happy to see you!
So often we look to struggles elsewhere to be inspired and feel connected, and your actions have reminded us to look in our own backyards. We applaud you. We thank you. We can’t wait to meet more of you.
In love and rage,
Some Friendly Neighbourhood Anarchists