about Ⓐ.🎉️

Yet another page about anarchism. Maybe this one will be different.

features of this website

  • anyone can edit any page
    • create an account to have your contributions attributed to your username
    • contributions made without an account are attributed to your IP address
    • anyone can edit, isn't that crazy?
      • this is the way of the wiki
      • we can undo vandalism
    • ikiwiki is the wiki software used
  • uses distributed version control system Git
    • clone this website with "git clone git://anarchist.party/"
    • push changes back with "git push"
      • changes made by git are not authenticated
      • that means the "author" of a page can be faked… honour system in effect
    • ikiwiki.setup file available upon request
  • images up to 10 MB in size can be uploaded
  • pages are edited in Markdown
    • very easy, converts simple text format into web pages
      • for example, put a dash or an asterisk in front of a line and you have a bullet point
    • see formatting for a basic summary
    • use the sandbox page to experiment

is Ⓐ.🎉️ a political party?

No. The real politics are in the streets. Let's have a party there.

is everyone on Ⓐ.🎉️ who they say they are?

Probably not. How are we supposed to know?

where is Ⓐ.🎉️'s server physically located?

It's in Montréal.

what is anarchism?

That's a very good question. Some answers here: anarchism, maybe more questions though.

things will change

QR code for text: I. We are as clouds that veil the midnight moon; How restlessly they speed and gleam and quiver, Streaking the darkness radiantly! yet soon Night closes round, and they are lost for ever:— / II. Or like forgotten lyres whose dissonant strings Give various response to each varying blast, To whose frail frame no second motion brings One mood or modulation like the last. / III. We rest—a dream has power to poison sleep; We rise—one wandering thought pollutes the day; We feel, conceive or reason, laugh or weep, Embrace fond woe, or cast our cares away:— / IV. It is the same!—For, be it joy or sorrow,The path of its departure still is free; Man's yesterday may ne'er be like his morrow; Nought may endure but Mutability.