The Date - The Descent Into Chaos
Kill The Banks!
The date: December 8th 2010
Kill the Banks! The Descent into Chaos. France. 9am.
Queues have been forming over the last few hours, ordinary people standing in line. Ten o’clock the doors open and there’s a rush towards the tellers. ATM’s around the country are being pumped for cash: there’s a buzz in the air and camaraderie on the outskirts as folk ask questions then step in line. This isn’t a pre-Christmas sale; it’s the revolt we’ve all been waiting for – or is it?
News crews rush to set up their gear and position the anchors for the best coverage, hastily questioning anyone who’ll speak to them; poking microphones in faces and asking insensitive questions about how much cash they’ll be removing from the hands of the bankers then feeding the information back to HQ. Paris hasn’t seen such a turnout for anything for many years, the policing is fairly loose as no-one appears to be making any fuss, yet. The Gendarmerie have been aware of the possibility of mass demonstration but they’re unprepared for the scale of this! Up and down the country banks have been ‘arrested’. Panic is beginning to spread as the realisation dawns on everyone that this is a high impact action, started by the few who have been intent for many years on rectifying some of the wrongs of banking institutions and corporations who are solely focused on profit.
Reports filter in from grassroots networks in other countries: London, New York, Athens, Madrid, Rome and all have the same message; the banking system is in utter collapse. People who started their day having no idea what was kicking off start queuing to lift their cash – they know there isn’t enough to go around and they want theirs! The story’s the same the world over – it’s viral and here’s where the real revolution really begins; no tears, no fighting, no loss of life; no war. If ever there was to be a velvet revolution, this is it... but where did it start?
There’s always been unrest. Where there’s been government, there’s been unrest. As we’ve ‘evolved’ in line with this there’s also been gain as we accrue more and more of the needless things. Secret societies with ‘secret’ agendas have been blamed for centuries for the attempted destruction of populations to preserve their positions of control; control over those who aren’t wealthy enough to join them but who nevertheless subsidise their policies in action. Now, whether you believe that large multi-national corporations are any different, the agenda remains the same; stay wealthy at the expense of others (anyone weaker) by creating a need (anything from a loaf of bread to natural resources like gas and oil) – and rip the linings of the pockets of the poor – who so want to be a part of the material world too. We’re all guilty of earth-destruction in one way or another to fulfil our own desires.
Gradually like in the Tao, yang rises. Simmering become boiling when you turn up the heat; jobs lost, homes re-possessed, vital services cut, lives are being affected. Ah, fear of loss – there is no greater motivator! This is where crisis forces change.
Protests and demonstrations have been popping up everywhere; few are prepared, not knowing who will be targeted next; from high street mobile phone providers to banks. Mass gatherings have taken place, effectively closing down businesses known to be making huge profits because they can permissibly tax-dodge through very dodgy loopholes in tax law. Very quickly these spontaneous protestations over the cuts have been raising the awareness of the man on the street. Note what I’m saying here – raising the awareness, raising the vibration also; first from complacency to engagement then most likely, onto anger – a key motivator to ‘fix’ something that’s going ‘wrong’. Suddenly everyone is talking about how this affects ‘me’; food and energy bills rising and now ends just don’t meet, and it’s gripping like the ‘Hundredth Monkey’ effect, anyone who had anything in a bank. Everyone wants their money out before complete bankruptcy is called.
Underlying all of this has been a sense of helplessness for a long time. As each trauma (9/11, recession, imminent terror attacks and banking collapses) has bombarded the population the ability to take appropriate, humane action has been eroded due to the installation of fear – the immobilising stuff that governments are best known for. Another thing adding to this feeling of futility was the millions marching against the invasion of Iraq knowing it was all based on lies, yet the opposition worldwide made no difference to the decision and the invasion went ahead. Many became dis-empowered instantly.
A few months earlier in the year someone in France came up with the great idea to ‘Kill the banks’ to promote change, reclaiming what’s rightfully theirs and reversing the power balance by encouraging a mass action on banks everywhere; perhaps unwittingly swinging the pendulum into action and bringing everything to a standstill. As some may already know, activists are a bigger threat to governments than ‘terrorists’ because they have the ability to raise consciousness, quickly! Even if the agendas perceived by the activists (pro-peace, anti- capitalists, human rights) were completely off course, the mere fact that they‘ve been unafraid to speak out, openly oppose the loss of rights and expose the impact on communities has been enough to want them firstly ridiculed, violently obstructed and finally, silenced.
So now we know what’s brought us here, do we have any idea of what’s to follow?
11. 20 Am. French banks normally close at one in the afternoon, re-opening at three... but today is not normal. Today it’s early closing with no knowledge of when, or if there’ll be a re-opening. French police are no longer aimlessly crowd-controlling; now they have a mission to remove everyone who may be causing a problem – and the people don’t like it. Looking into the eyes of the younger Gendarmerie there’s confusion; who is to be protected here, and what about my position? As the fear creeps in, balance becomes hard to find.
By midday France, banking in Britain is an hour behind and the time difference is minimal; the only thing that’s apparent is the anxiety both sides of the channel. News agencies are hurriedly coming up with stories to diminish the size and effect that this banking breakdown will have across the board.
Noon sees the closure of all major banking institutions in the country. Auto-tellers are dry and all armoured vehicles have been recalled to safety.
Independent media in every major European city is now reporting skirmishes with police; Molotov cocktails for elevenses and riot gear for lunch! The usual suspects have stepped it up with buildings smashed, cars on fire and emergency services on red alert. Britain, Spain, France, Greece, the Netherlands and Italy are responding to the impact of cuts and the injustices where companies are concerned. Petrol pump queues form at every station but there isn’t enough to go round. Tempers are fraying.
Mainstream media is attempting to stem the panic, advising everyone who’s bothering to listen, to remain calm and stay at home.
Marshall Law is being discussed behind closed doors, the fear of loss gripping everyone in its path; loss of power and control is the greatest fear of any government – and at this stage, all of them.
There’s a buzz of anticipation; something big is happening. Emergency meetings are being called in every major town and city in Europe and beyond. Suddenly everyone needs the Panic Procedure Manual, but there isn’t one. Early response and emergency planning measures exist for service providers in each county council in Britain but they’ve never come close to managing something of this magnitude and exactly when do they start to impose these drastic measures anyway? Hours that seem like a lifetime pass, the announcement is made; curfews have been set and the army have been called in to assess the situation. We are one step closer to martial law enforcement.
As usual there are those who unquestioningly follow orders and there are those who prefer autonomy, deciding for themselves what needs to be done; then going ahead and doing it...
As evening approaches early on winter nights the city skies are lit by flaming vehicles, rubbish skips and garbage bins hurled into mains streets and lining every back alley. Cordons have been set up at various checkpoints to allow exit from the cities but there is to be no entry, other than ‘authorised personnel’. City dwellers return to their homes as onlookers peer out of high rise buildings in amazement. Those who’ve come into the cities to protest have a choice; to get out quickly or stay the course.
By late evening all fuel stations have closed. Shops and stores’ shelves have been wiped clean as buyers frantically panic scoop resources and staff hurry home with lots on their minds. Clearly the hatches are about to be battened down, leaving only the hardy to deal with the remnants of an action packed day. Meanwhile, city chambers officials are calling in every single person they can think of who may have a clue what to do next, whilst managing all aspects of internal conflict with a heavy hand and an inadequate rule book.
Those who have slept, awaken to news reports playing down the previous day’s events, begging for calm and reminders that all but necessary traffic should be off the road by 6pm and to stay indoors wherever possible. The curfew is set at 8pm for everyone.
Anger grips tight and restricting rights of movement can go either way; people behave like the sheep they’ve always been or they don’t – they take to the streets like flocks of them, but they can’t be herded so easily.
By mid-morning the streets are full again; there are clashes amongst the armed militia patrolling the vicinity and people from all walks of life, as food supplies only trickle into the empty stores; at least the ones who’ve survived the looting. But there are problems here too; in the consuming society very few gave thought to how food arrives on the table, and even less paid attention to the warning signs flagged up over a year ago about a global food crisis... and that was before extreme weather conditions globally affected crops AND the banking collapse affected the import/ export abilities of entire countries. So here and now we have less to go around and the descent of decency flies off the scale as whose needs are greater becomes the dispute. Individual stress is showing, worry and fear taking all sense of happiness from the bodies of every man, woman and child old enough to realise things aren’t right. It may well be every man for himself from here on in!
December 10th. Day 3
Day three is like ‘Groundhog Day’, a repeat of yesterday’s uncertainty and for some, watching news broadcasts about stuff they could see from a window – rioting and violent clashes between cops and local robbers; those who need a tin of baby milk.
These aren’t Anarchists responding to a minor disagreement or infringement of rights, this is ordinary people worried about their livelihood. But not everyone is outdoors; many are so terrified they’ve chosen to remain inside, this is one trauma too many!
In some ways television itself has played a big part in dumbing down society; its hypnotic effect on some has distorted reality and deterred them from seeking differing viewpoints. It has also allowed us to view the most horrific scenes and to become completely de-sensitised to the actions being carried out in them. Few question the influence television and its programming has on the human psyche. It’s known to be addictive, keeping brainwaves in the alpha pattern – and people in a complete hypnotic state; compliant and steeped in subconscious messages implanted and fixed in tiny minds. These are the minds which’ve survived expecting others to do their thinking and reasoning for them. Even fewer realise that television is purely propaganda, a tool for governments to promote their agenda.
A small minority have found their ‘news’ on independent media communications, keeping an eye on grassroots movements which report events as they happen, without the censorship of editors and producers while working to bring communities together. They rely on the word of truth from a trusted network. These people act autonomously, neither needing nor leading; they work for the betterment of all, each stepping up to tasks when it is their turn or within their capabilities and empowering others to do the same. If there is leading at all, it is leading by example, not by authoritarian measures.
Evening falls again and things appear to be quieting down as the streets clear. Groups are quietly gathering to discuss, de-brief and assess the situation.
December 11th. Day 4
On the fourth day a sense of dread falls upon most people as the realisation dawns that this situation is not going to be easily resolved. Life as it was known has ground to a halt. Communication beyond shouting distance has become impossible for most, unless you’re fast on foot or have a bike! Conserving what little fuel may be in the tank for emergencies keeps cars off the road. Telephone exchanges are unmanned, lines are down and internet access is limited for many. Skeleton staff who are manning the broadcasting companies repeat the same messages over and over using varying terminology; stay at home, be quiet.
In smaller townships groups are rallying neighbours to self-organise as best they can, to do what needs to be done for the elderly and more vulnerable. For some this turn of events has been well anticipated but they know that only a very small amount of people are in any way prepared. It’s all very well if you’re a millionaire and you’ve lifted a fair amount of cash but when you’re living on benefits the stark realities take no time at all to hit, and hit hard. Self-belief and confidence went down the tubes when Britain’s manufacturing industry died, the fears of personal loss have affected most in this category for a helluva long time! At this point tho’, there is little to lose; it’s time to be useful.
Stealthily behind the screens another force is unleashed; the shaman’s dread and the activist’s challenge of the ‘Jack Boots’. These used to be the noisy clatter of heavy footfall, now they are soft-soled terror inflictors, quietly snatching people who allegedly pose a threat to the state, ninja style, ripping them from sleep, taking them to unseen destinations to be interrogated and ‘lost’. They come to steal away society’s hopefuls; to remove the larger threat of mass dissent, to stem the flow of dis-ease. What they haven’t reckoned on is true people power; unity. That no matter what happens next, the eyes of the world are now wide open... and something has shifted; the balance of power drifts mainly to the ‘left’. The bullying tactics of the old codes no longer have the same effect; fear is a thing of the past as each person admits and accepts their responsibility in reaching the tipping point, in turn hitting the same spot in the agitator. Gone is the need to pretend, to see difference in each other; instead focusing on what’s the same. We realise, just like the monkeys did, that to raise the consciousness of one is to raise the consciousness of all.
December 12th. Day 5
In autonomous networks there are no leaders and no-one being led. That fact makes it difficult to organise anything unless there are strategies in place (ever been to a hippy decision-making gathering without hand signals? All I can say is it takes a very long time.) Thankfully most practicing activists are aware of the need for and benefits of Horizontalism – where everyone has a say and consensus decision-making is exactly that. Only at this time, it has to go into full swing - rapid!
For a long time now there have been gentle nudges to help facilitate shifts in people, but not everyone will make a major change unless the evidence for that change is overwhelming their desire to stay put. Whistleblowers and info leaks have been wafting their wares under common noses but only the few picked up the scent or followed the leads. Most have ridiculed the expressions of distrust aimed at government officials but logged the possibilities which were exposed into the subconscious enough to inspire curiosity or the reminders that are being thrust into the spotlight now. People are quite simply disappearing, food is short, and petrol and oil reserves have been used up. Fear, the great agitator is having a field day! Clarity is nigh.
This is the day a small number of people have been dreading for years. This is D-day; detention day, the men in black have arrived and have begun scooping up ‘known’ organisers, or trouble-makers as they’re termed; those who have the ability to co-ordinate or empower others to take responsibility within the community. To a sensible person this seems like a crazy attitude to take, but fear doesn’t discriminate; it takes everyone prisoner, including the ruling parties and all they know is removal and torture for no apparent reason, other than removing a ‘problem’.
Already families are walking out of cities seeking quieter, safer places to stay. Motorways once buzzing with traffic are now filled with prams and buggies carting worldly goods. It’s like a scene from a movie, except it’s real. As darkness creeps in early on this wintry night many are unsure of where they’re going or what’s coming next.
As dawn breaks Europe is collapsing. The tentacles of the fearful are wide and all encapsulating. Panic is widespread, food supplies are scarce. For common people exchanging gold and silver – the only things which have and hold inherent value – just isn’t possible so bartering and bargaining has kicked in, with pasta and pulses being the currency of the streets.
In the midst of all the angst on the streets the skies are quietly devoid of passenger planes, occasional helicopters hover overhead and spy planes fly high, unseen and unheard.
Troops in trucks trawl the streets aiming to maintain a level of calm while dark vehicles with opaque windows crawl towards chosen destinations.
In the modern day, who would have thought that on the sixth day things could be so bad?
All of a sudden the common experiences of abuse, neglect and lack of care become apparent as one, heaving mass of power surges towards ripping up the system in a seven day revolt. And be assured, that’s all it takes to raise the bar and drop the bankers to their knees; to scare the pants off Parliament and to secure a future that’s safe for our children and theirs. “Save the Planet”, pft! The planet doesn’t need saving, humans need saving. They need to be ‘saved’ from the powers which seek to manipulate, control and ultimately enslave the mind, including their own.
London is in panic mode. Parliamentary doors quake at the hinges, change is afoot.
If we really do wish to see change in the world, we must be that change; we must be prepared to sacrifice something of what we have now, be prepared for loss; practice non-attachment knowing that we own nothing. The fear of personal loss has kept us stuck in the rut of robbing and pillaging others’ wealth to maintain our lifestyles, to keep up with the Joneses and to keep face... but that time has passed. All that remains for us to do is seize the power that is already ours.