PWI Editor’s Note: This writing originally appeared in the liner notes for the ¡TCHKUNG! release "Post World Handbook"

¡TCHKUNG!
Post World Handbook Lyrics

Solidarity
Wealth and justice, great disparity
Stand together, answer the call
What we need is solidarity
Injury to one is an injury to all
Stand- with sisters and brothers
Make- their cause your own
Fight- for one another
We all call the same place home
Know the unity of oppression
The planet, the people, we’re all the same
Capitalists crave more possessions
Life become pawns in the game
What part of fuck you didn’t you understand
Built your house on sinking sand
Wasting people for short term profit
Ain’t no compromise, it ain’t your land
-Rick Tahoma

Resistance, Sabotage & Music

The concept for the song Solidarity originated in the research for a documentary produced by TCHKUNG Collective members. This video focuses on the cultural and methodical similarities between radical direct action movements since the industrial revolution, including the Luddites, the IWW, and Earth First!. With the song and the movie, an attempt is made to reexamine the adversarial relationships within our society. For instance, why should environmentalists and loggers oppose each other when it is in both of their interests to preserve the forest, when they are both being abused by the same corporate forces, when they share a common enemy? Solidarity between them against the destructive corporate machine would make sense. Union activist and Earth Firster Judi Bari was forging just such links between sawmill workers and radical environmentalists when she and Darryl Cherney were car bombed. She was crippled for life in an effort to prevent solidarity. She is interviewed in the video, as well as Howard Zinn (historian), Stan Anderson (IWW), and others.

Chao-Wera Page

Chao-wera; A bastardized folk rhythm (kerewa) provides the rhythmic conveyer belt for a single unit of chaos. Nagara drums of Rajasthan- the descendants of camelmounted Mogul military drums. Shehenai blasts lunacy, an unquantifiable energy. Fanatics bellow through low-grade P.A. horns on street corners. Heaps of composting garbage are picked over by humans and other hungry animals. Two-stroke auto rickshaw smoke blankets the air, blending into the brown dust that fogs vision. Cicada of bus horns punctuate the yells of chai-wallah and vendors of every imaginable item. The religious clog the cities with praying, bathing, chanting, washing, or warring. Mobs burn trains or topple buses in spontaneous outbreaks against the machine. Cows block traffic. Fast food franchises are harassed and shut down.

What are we saying? That the most terrifying weapon on earth is not nuclear missiles or chemical devices. It is the insidious capitalist economic model. The American cultural export aims to tame, to inject sterility into instinct, and to suppress ecstasy with economics.

Crashing The System

they sleep in the street and the wealthy laugh
what will it say on your epitaph
corporate parasite
how can you sleep at night?
don’t you know our silence is your only might?
fly around the world in your jet
it’s so easy for you to forget
your wealth, it comes from others hands
robbing the workers and raping the land
truth is the virus-go-round
crashing the system down
we will not bow down
we will not be afraid
we are strong and the choice is made
all around us is despair
yet we’ve heroes everywhere
you live your life as though you’re safe
while you’re surrounded by our hate
faith and will resound
crashing the system down
-Devon

Feral (fer-al) adj. 1. Wild, untamed. 2. To revert to a state of savagery from domestication

All wolves on Earth will be extinct in our lifetimes if the current rate of slaughter continues. North Americans hunted the Plains Wolf to extinction, and now the U.S. and Canadian govt.’s are attempting to wipe out the Northern Wolf “for the good of the caribou eco-system.” Feral is dedicated to the activists who do whatever it takes to save the wolf, and ultimately, to preserve the freedom of all life.

The government despise us
The corporation try to buy us
Their gold has no luster
We’re going to do them up like Custer
Up in Alaska
In the Yukon Canada
They just keep on coming
They just keep on hunting
Our culture is savage
Tear down the gates of Rome
We’re going to ravage
You’re vision is sterile
If this is civilized I’m
Feral
So you think you’re a big man
And you’ve got yourself a big gun
Gonna hunt the wolf now
It’s extinct what have you done
The wolf is life
Runs and hunts and plays all night
And if you kill that which is living
You’re going to find me unforgiving
Poison shot trapped it’s all murder
You’re real brave from your helicopter
Aerial predator control
Cowards taking a murderous toll
You hunt down the mountain lions
Poison coyotes and trap the bear
You gotta do what it take
If you’re world is dying
You’re gonna pay your share
Find another way to get your fun
We’re putting an end to the slaughter hunt
Plains wolf is now extinct
You’re pushing the Northern Wolf
Right to the brink
Any government that would hunt
All of the last ones down
Does not deserve
To be around
- Rick Tahoma