There are no excuses left. Either you join the revolt or you stand on the wrong side of history. You either obstruct through civil disobedience, the only way left to us, the plundering by the criminal class on Wall Street and accelerated destruction of the ecosystem that sustains the human species, or become the passive enabler of a monstrous evil. You either taste, feel, and smell the intoxication of freedom and revolt, or sink into the miasma of despair and apathy. You are either a rebel or a slave.
To be declared innocent in a country where the rule of law means nothing-where the poor and working men and women are reduced to joblessness and hunger, where war, financial speculation, and internal surveillance are the only real businesses of the state, where habeas corpus no longer exists, where you, as a citizen, are nothing more than a commodity to corporate systems of power, one to be used and discarded-is to be complicit in this radical evil. To stand on the sidelines and say, “I am innocent” is to bear the mark of Cain. It is to do nothing to reach out and help the weak, the oppressed and the suffering, to save our besieged planet.
— I might go so far as to say that Days of Destruction, Days of Revolt is a necessary document for anyone who cares about the United States of America. The quote in question may seem inflammatory and radical but it is at the tail end of a long and ghastly series of essays detailing all of the communities we have failed, all of the corruption we have supported, all of the exploitation we have endured. In light of the evidence it is not only not an extreme statement but possibly the only sensible response to a power structure that has rotted away a truly bewildering amount of civil liberties and basic human rights. I have so much to reexamine about my way of life.