To anyone wondering if it's worth it to tear down fascist posters or whatever. I spent a few months last year engaged in silent battle with another student at my school who was putting anti trans stickers up everywhere. I had it down to a system where every night I would walk the five block radius they went up in, and tear down all the ones I could reach, and use a stick to put duct tape over the others. Like, within hours of the stickers going up, I would have already purged the whole zone. I knew the basic schedule of whoever put them up based on when and where the stickers appeared. I probably could have found them in person if I'd wanted to. And I told all my classmates and friends what the stickers looked like and got them to rip them down too. And after a few months of this, the stickers slowed, and then stopped forever.
My point is, a lot of this fashy or right wing stuff is one local weirdo. And if you pay attention, and do a little light organizing with your friends, you can basically make their efforts into a giant sisyphisean exercise in misery. You control your streets!
Samesies!
When my flatmates and me got a ton of cool Progressive Pride stickers, we started to plaster our block in them. Soon they started to disappear again. Of course, we were aware that this would happen in our part of town.
Though, while we kept reapplying them throughout the inner city, there was one specific lamp post. One we would always walk by from or to the bus station. So it was easy as nothing to just slap another bright rainbow on it or even two whenever we went by. Stickers would vanish over night, a new one appeared in the early morning hours. This lamp post was ours, and we were protective of it!
At some point I began to write messages on the stickers like “More of a Woman than a Terf will Ever be” or “Eat My Non-Binary Ass, You Bigot”. It was fun and I kept coming up with new slogans.
But the ripping-off continued. At this point we were sure it had to be the same guy. So I started to make the messages personal. Mocking the guy for being afraid of rainbow colors and pronouns. At some point I wrote him a note on how laughable he looks, standing at a lamp post each night ripping of tiny stickers that wont come off in one or two pieces. Those stickers where amazingly annoying to remove, you had to put in at least 10 minutes of fiddling around. We once plastered the entire pole in rainbows, top to bottom, and also wrote some messages directly on it. It was a sight to behold, you could clearly see it from the busy street.
And the ripping-off slowed down and eventually even stopped! While it resumed a few weeks ago, it never got as bad as before again and the pole is clearly marked as queer territory. We still plaster stickers all over the place to give the rainbow ripper some occupational therapy :)
tl;dr being annoying to local fascists is still the best and funniest way to keep them from doing worse shit to unrelated people.
Be gay, make your city colorful, annoy fascists :)
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