~*~*~Jigsaw Youth~*~*~


We want revolution grrrl style NOW!!!

Written by Kathleen "freckles" Hanna - We live in a world that tells us we must choose an identity, a career, a relationship, and commit, to these situations..as if we know what's gonna happen tomorrow, as if we aren't ever gonna change, as if we don't live in a world of constant flux, which w e do. Don't freak out cuz the jigsaw is laying on the floor and it's not all the way done and has been laying there for 4 whole hours now, resist the freak out. You will get to it..it's all part of the process. To force some forever identity on other people is stupid. Point out inconsistencies in their behavior, explain how they are no 'truly what they say' because you saw them 'do this' one time...why? Because it's easier to deal with cardboard cutouts than rea l people, cuz a lot of us pretend like we're the center of the universe sometimes and everyone is just background extras in the movie we imagine we star in. WELL WHILE WE ARE ARGUING ABOUT WHOSE GONNA GET TO OPEN FOR THE MELVINS, WHOSE GONNA WEAR WHAT TO THE PARTY, WHO IS LAME/TAME BECAUSE THEY PREPETUATE THIS THING WE HATE, WHO IS NOT REALLY A PUNK ROCKER CUZ "I remember when he/she used to listen to Duran Duran", THE REVOLUTION IS GOING DOWN...no it's not happening without us, it is just plain not happe ning at all...it is going down under the gurgling sounds of our own voices, reproducing the voiecs of our parents in a slightly altered way, the tv people...trying to dictate to each other what is and what isn't cool or revolutionary or true resistance, w hat is or isn't tur in other peoples lives we sit aruond making all these boxes and labels, nothing to put in them, we are wasting valuable time, FUCK THAT SHIT, LET'S START TAKLING FOR REAL To be a stripper who is also a feminist, to be an abused child holding a microphone screaming all those things that were promised, in one way or another, "I won't tell." These are contradictions I have lived. They exist, these contradictions cuz I exist. Every fucking "feminist" is not the same, every fucking girl is not the same, okay??? Because I live in a world that hates wmoen and i am one... who is struggling desperately not to hate myself and my best girlfriends, my whole life is constantly felt by me as a contradiction. In order for me to exist I must believe that two contraductory things can exist in the same space. This is not a choice I make, it just is.

JIGSAW, a puzzle made up of all different weird shaped pieces.It seems like it will never come together, it makes no sense, but it can and it does and it will. Jigsaw, piece like where you grew up and in what kind of fucked up culture and do you haev a pe nis or not and did your parents have money and did you get teased for wearing the same coat four winters in a row and are you Thai-american or Black or Mulatto? and what do all these things mean when you are trying to resist, do something, have a good time ??? I see the Jigsaw, fuzzy in my head as everything else, sometimes clear. The fact that he grew up in a working class family has everything to do with how he is gonna experss sexism, what kind of music he is gnona like, how i am gonna treat him. Jigsaw girl, she got fucked by her father, 8 years, people say she's flaky and inconsistent, lays in her bed eating donuts, resisting going outside where the silence will engulf her, rather sit there eating than always be eaten up... her experience has everythin g to do with how the pieces are fitting together (or not) for her, judge her from your place without wondering what's going on in that there Jigsaw mind of hers, and you have upshed her further away from clicking, her hand wants to bad to feel, one edge a gainst another, together, one piece next to another, looking into place... you have to be able to see the puzzle before you start putting it together. Resistance is everywhere, it always has been and always will be. Just because someone is not resisting in the same way you are (being a vegan,an "out" lesbian, a political organizer) does not mean they are not resisting. Being told you are a worthless pie ce of shit and not believing it is a form of resistance. One girl calling another girl to warn her about a guy who date raped her, is another. And while she may look like a big haired makeup girl who goes out with jocks, she is a soldier along with every other girl, and even though she may not be fighting in the same loud way that some of us can (and do) it is the fact that she is resisting that connects us, puts a piece together. Jigsaw outh, I don't know what this means to anyone... only what it means to me. Standing proud and saying "I don't know who I am, I wanna know more, I am not afraid to say things matter to me." Assuming that people are either "part of the problem or part of the solution" disincludes a lot of people who, at this moment, do not feel (and therefore ARE NOT) safe enough, emotionally, physically, and/or financially to resist in the same ways you migh t be. By judging people according to your standards of resistance or whatever... it makes it harder for people to recognize what they're doing as being important and political etc... it makes it harder for them to get into safe enough situations where the y can resist in more outward, community oriented ways if they want to. Jigsaw Youth, the island of lost and broken toys, feminists who wear lipstick, people who envision "the land of do as you please", whose lives are not simple and they are sick of trying to make themselves cohesive enough to fit into a box. Jigsaw Youth, l istening, strategizing, tolerating, screaming, confronting, fearless, girl soldiers, boy lovers, boofy haired teen girls scraping out the eyes on a photo of Rick Astley, Jigsaw oth, the misunderstood seeking to understand other people's reality. Making mistakes... making mistakes... making mistakes... making mistakes... feeling something. Knowing yo uwill never see the puzzle put all together but trying anyways cuz each fucking piece really matters and benig with friends matters. Jigsaw Youth... inventing and reinventing what these words mean.

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*BLooDy IcE CReaM* The Sylvia Plath story is told to girls who write. They want us to think, that to be a girl poet, means you have to die. Who is it that told me all girls who write must suicide?

UPDATE: Bikini Kill is breaking up and Kathleen is going solo!!! From what I've heard, her attitude will be a lot dfferent on her solo album. So in honour to the wonderful Bikini Kill, let's have a moment of silence.......................thank you. I've another good one for you. We are turning cursive letters into knives.

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