"This tactic (smashy-smash) is old and tired and fully compromised. It is not anarchist. It is time to put it to rest."
First off, the movement is not "embryonic", dating back to the time when the first thug took the village grain and proceeded to divvy it out in return for favours[1]. The first anarchist said "fuck this shit...I've no interest in wiping your fat ass" and proceeded to burn down the granary.
Because of its near universality, some have said that "fuck-shit-up" is not a disorder but part of our nature, in-the-genes, so to speak. Others have said it is only a natural reaction to an unnatural environment. This dilemma is thought the source of the dialectical argument giving birth to politics. On the contrary, argument is only a means of doing nothing rather than something, and wise propagandists have well-utilised its languishing or mesmerising inducements on participants, to protect any status quo.
"Because a 'tactic' has never produced peace on earth and good will toward men", is a pretty silly excuse to persuade others to refrain from taking a principled stance (or action). Transgression is the liberation of possibilities: any future, in fact, time itself depends on it. Transgression is the only means of breaking out of a flow and going your own way -- this is the very function of sails: transgressing prevailing currents. Hawai'i is the big clue that most anything is possible. Before folks got there, it was called "More Water". Obviously, crime has its advantages[2].
Don't forget, it was also anarchists who coined the phrases: "Do your own thing!" and "If it feels good, do it!" The fat cats also adhere to these sentiments. So what? The only approved alternative is sacrifice, and we all know where that movement goes -- the sewer is the final resting place of all sacrificial pipe-dreams.
[1] There is a direct relationship between the happiness of money (evident when it flows -- as in "rivers don't trickle!") and the misery of folks (evident when they stand still -- as in "linger" and "languish"). [2] A pig (out west, archaically called "critter" or "varmint") is a predatory subspecies of hominoid ape, whose career stands and falls on the flow and happiness of money, very often in this day and age, merely by fighting crime or otherwise probing your anus. Miserable itself, it hunts you down to 1) enslave you (prison labour), 2) return the other slaves from their distraction, 3) make money happy (by taking yours), 4) enjoy fucking over others to make its own misery feel somehow less and/or 5) all or some of the above. The pig is the most immediate obstacle to one's liberty. This fake power (faux pas) is why so many folks emulate them in their everyday life. It's a matter of mutual mimicry or delusional theatrics. Should one wish to break free, offing pigs (on the "critter" analogy) is just good common sense. When folks observe this logic together, it is called consensus.
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