What Exactly are we For and Against?
We went to the march against the far right I wrote about yesterday. We decided not to walk, but to find a spot and watch it. I’ve often thought, at marches, you miss a lot by being in it. You just see and hear the small subset of people and groups you end up walking with. So it was interesting to get an overview of sorts.
No sooner had it started than we saw people caring not just the inevitable Palestine flags, but that of the Islamic Republic of Iran. Which is just fucking disgraceful on a supposedly anti-nazi march.
They were not the last. We saw dozens of instances of that hateful flag of one of the most oppressive regimes on Earth.
It got worse, though: we saw one, and only one, person also carrying a picture of Khamenei. I was too shocked to even think of taking a photo.
It wasn’t all deluded or confused fools and useful idiots, though. Teachers, nurses, midwives, old-school communists, feminists and general true anti-fascist activists: much of it was quite heartening.
I don’t know what this flag means, but I kind of liked it. I hope it’s not something terrible:
But this is the kind of anti-nazi imagery I grew up with:
