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The Reality Of Feds in Organizing
Every single org is going to have feds in them. Work around the bastards, keep them busy, and expect that ultimately they will probably compromise your group. At that point, you'll need to move on to your next project with one or two people you trust.
Orgs collapsing is close to inevitable in the imperial core. The Feds are lazy and terribly incompetent, but alsp have billions in funding. If an org doesn't collapse from wreckers and you present a real threat to empire, then they will eventually just start murdering you and everyone you trust until it does.
Fed-jacketing is an effective tool that feds ironically use to paralyze groups and remove figures that are threatening to them before they can gain momentum.
The trick is to inoculate your org from the beginning and mininize the behavior and damage the feds can inflict by having clear standards of behavior that you expel anyone shitty for. Treat anyone disruptive and incompetent the same way you'd treat a fed because there is no difference.
The 3 goals of a socialist in the imperial core
In my opinion, the three things that actually matter in the core are:
Goal 1: improving material conditions for the people who are suffering
Goal 2: through goal 1, raising class consciousness to create more comrades
Goal 3: with goal 2, slowing The Machine so it becomes even more ineffective and harms less people (in both the core and the periphery).
Join an org
join the best org you can that is doing goal 1 sufficiently well. Do not get choice paralysis, just pick one that seems decent. Will probably be DSA to start since they generally work with everyone. If you find out an org is SWERFs/ TERFs/ or another type of cult, then you can always leave.
You don't even have to "join" to begin with, just pick a local org and attend a meeting or event. That's it, just do something this weekend for an hour or two.
You'll gradually meet other people "who get it". Eventually, you'll wind up in an even better org when that one splits / collapses / or you find one you like more.
There is no such thing as a perfect org, you will always have people to work around when you are doing work for The People.
Conclusion (A Call To Action)
All Power To All The People. The beast is dying. Lift our brothers, sisters, and siblings out of the stomach acid so they can heal and then also help in the work. Do not let the feds feed you doom.
Join an org and get started. You're on this site, so you're ready.
No, everything has to be serious at all times and we cannot find any humor in the absurdity of hell world. The last time I smiled was on August 19th, 1991. I wear a dirty ushanka at all times, do not shave, and only take cold sponge baths because hot running water is bourgeoisie decadence.
Every day at exactly noon I have the same meal of an expired Maoist MRE I store in a pit covered in old issues of a revolutionary newspaper. I sleep in a bed made of flags from every failed revolution so that they are never forgotten. In the evenings I stare at a picture of vodka by candlelight, but I do not allow myself to drink because there is nothing to celebrate. Every local org has banned me after I attempted to split it by assassinating the leadership.
There is no plumbing in my house I shit in a brass bucket with a picture of Gonzalo and Deng french kissing in the bottom of it. My house is actually an overturned T34 in an abandoned junkyard in Wisconsin.
I have a single friend in this world and it is a tapeworm named Bordiga that I met after ingesting spoiled borscht on 9/11 in the ruins of building 7 (I blew it up after finding that a nominally leftist NGO inside of it wasn’t sufficiently anti-imperialist, the attacks on the world trade center were a perfect revolutionary moment for me to enact direct praxis against liberalism). My sole source of income is various MLM schemes in the former soviet bloc that have been running for so long no one remembers who I am, they just keep sending money.
I have not paid taxes since McGovern lost the Democratic nomination for president and my faith in electoralism died more brutally than my childhood dog after it got into an entire jar of tylenol.
I own 29 fully automatic rusted kalashnikovs and three crates of ammunition entirely incompatible with them or any other firearms I own. My double PHD in marxist economics and 18th century Swiss philosophy (required to understand Engels) sits over the fireplace of my home, my fireplace is a salvaged drum from a 1950s washing machine that was recalled for locking children inside of it. I chose that washing machine model on purpose because I am anti-natalist.
During the latest BLM protests I firebombed a Nikes outlet in the middle of a peaceful candlelit vigil. William F Buckley and I wrote hatemail to one another for 47 years until my final letter gave him an aneurysm. The only water I drink is from puddles. George Lucas and I dropped acid together during an MKULTRA southern baptist summer camp and he went on to write the movie Willow about our time together.
The best way to test whether an electrical wire is live is to drool on it and shrimp salad is racist. You can make an IED out of potassium and the instructions are online thanks to Timothy McVey, who was actually a committed antifascist communist slandered by the deep state as part of operation condor.
Every time a liberal files a restraining order against me, I carve a mark into the wall. I am running out of walls. When Amerika finally collapses I will be ready to lead the revolution. I am very smart and people like being around me.