The Enforcement Question

"NO BORDERS, NO ARMIES!"

screamed an anarchic slogan from a window of an ugly modernist building in Canton. Fine, I thought, but who will ENFORCE IT? Anarchists, you see, have many healthy instincts, but no healthy brains.




P.S. Shoot from the hip!

I passed that ugly structure so many times. It must have been under some anarchic authority for a good disorganised while, because every other window was sprayed over with a line or two from their creed. Whenever I was in the vicinity, and I was there quite often, I promised myself to bring a camera with me next time and document this piece of the fleeting anarchic universe. But then the resolution kept slipping my anarchic mind.

When I finally did bring it with me, all the radical inscriptions were gone and some other authority, with completely different aesthetics and politics, had moved in. 

 

Why so meek? How about 'No Borders, No People!'