Unwelcome Breeds

Disclaimer: The content of my poem and the following response is strictly for artistic and analytical purposes only. I still enjoy many of the vices of the modern world with passion such as Chilis restaurants.

Unwelcome Breeds: a prose poem.

A savage breed. Heathens of Europe and South America. Dwelling beneath the surface of safe trends and pre-constructed politics desinged with ridgid walls. Immalleable. Impossible. Unbearable. Violence birthed out of centuries of regret and impatience. Intolerance of compromise. No talks of race or nation. Ghosts of the millions slain for their neccessary savagery. Our unnecessary pride and God complex. Deadly thoughts infect the survivors and mutate them to enjoy steel and electricity. Some have been cured. Some are rising from the disgusting swamps for the joy of our havoc. As we have enjoyed the havoc of forests and oceans. They are the change we loathe to occur.

Response: This poem is in response to the lengthy research I have committed about the many nameless individuals and cliques of eco-extremists in Europe and South America. They use small arms (mostly small, homemade explosives) to dismantle the civilized world. Their target selection are based purely on the will of the participating individual and their hatred of technology, not from utopian goals.

Such a nihilistic worldview with a large number of participants has not been seen since the Russian nihilist movement from the late 1800s. Unsurprisingly, these actions of the pro-nature individualists have been condemned by all radical factions, even by most anarchist and socialist circles. The key factor behind this universal disgust towards the eco-extremists is their disregard for the general populace. They don’t want to save us or make a better tomorrow, the eco-extremists only want nature to reign supreme over human progress. They set themselves as their own body of revolutionaries, separating themselves from even those like Ted Kaczynski (the patron saint of anti-technology action).  Recent targets from various news reports and self-published communiques include an empty bus, a motorcycle, a scientist, and a car dealership. Any sign of advancing technology or the “hyper-civilized” threat towards nature is a potential target. Our ever computerizing world, especially with the recent developments in nano-technology and biotechnology, means that the range of these eco-extremists grows exponentially. The most prolific of these groups is the Individualists Tending Towards the Wild (ITS), known for a failed attempt at the murder of a robotics scientist at the UNAM University in their native Mexico. Reports of similar groups and activities has been documented from regions in Chile, Brazil, and of course Argentina. This is my inspiration to my upcoming first novel.

Why even mention these monsters? A group vowing to rid the human world of technology and all its benefits? We all want our stuff, even the ones that are slowly killing us. What drew me to writing about such a (fictional) group in Argentina is what sets them from the rest of the realms of rebellion. Groups such as the ITS are the first deviants of society that are driven by a deep hatred towards human progress. This is unlike every other rebel group or dissident that has ever existed in history. Instead of convincing people to join their movement with promises, groups like the ITS publically acknowledge that the masses will never accept their intentions to return the world to its feral roots, and that there is no need to appease anyone except themselves and mother earth. What I would like to know if they had learned these views from a wayward professor as other radicals in history, or were they simply born with this mindset. An animal instinct to protect the little of the untouched wild that is left on earth. If that is the case, then I predict that more groups will arise in response to our current trend.



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