At two supermarkets I come to the garbage bins in which a heap of good food is thrown. I want to take it and feed myself and my friends. The security guard prevents me. Facing at the outrage, as if I wanted toclear the refrigerator in their home kitchen. They act aggressively and recklessly. I ask why it happens. „These are the rules. You can’t take it.”
Damn, they don’t call it with regret in voice. They enjoy that they can comply with these rules by violently or at least his threat.
I ask, „How do you fall asleep in the evening to oversee the food for
the landfill and not in people who are hungry?”
„I sleep well because I at least work”, says one of those fuckers.
What to say? The enslaved being boasts its enslavement. It uses its
enslavement as an argument against those who avoid the enslavement. I would like to regret it, but I can’t in this case. He doesn’t do it for fear of sanction. Makes it out of conviction. With pleasure and pride. Regret him? Fuck off! When someone is evidenced by his work, I will be what is being arranged from such a preventive measure. With thried hands certainly no one will take food from the mouth. Is it disgusting violent thinking? I don’t care. Deny the hungry food and prefer to end it in a landfill, it is damn disgusting violence. And do care for that. Continue reading EXPROPRIATE! From the trash cans to the malls






Our seventh issue (including issue #0) sees these columns return, in many ways, to our classic format. Nine months ago, the unprecedented release in the form of a wall-newspaper (issue 5) was part of our need for communication and a proposal for an instrument to break, materially, the pandemic home isolation; a sheet of paper, a cry on the wall to pierce the silence of the curfew. But the project of “Vetriolo” has always been in a laborious sowing of analysis and provocations, suggestions and insights, the study and understanding of the existing, against the commonplace and the foolish boast of ignorance, in order to its negation, its destructive overcoming in a revolutionary sense.


