On This Day, 24 July 1961, Kredelle Petway Was Arrested At Jackson Airport In Mississippi Along With

On this day, 24 July 1961, Kredelle Petway was arrested at Jackson airport in Mississippi along with her brother, father and another man. Petway, who was born in Alabama but was studying in Tallahassee, Florida, had travelled back home to participate in a freedom ride from Montgomery to Jackson. Freedom riding was a direct action campaign against unlawfully segregated public transport, where mixed race groups would travel together in breach of racist Jim Crow rules. Learn more about Jim Crow in these books by David Pilgrim, founder of the Jim Crow Museum: https://shop.workingclasshistory.com/collections/books/david-pilgrim https://www.facebook.com/workingclasshistory/photos/a.296224173896073/1483042335214245/?type=3

Indigi-futurism. That’s it. That’s the post.

We are bidden to consider the hard case of some poor fellow who by dint of privation has contrived to buy a house just large enough to hold his family. And we are going to deprive him of his hard-earned happiness, to turn him into the street! Certainly not. If his house is only just large enough for his family, by all means let him stay there. Let him work in his little garden too; our “boys” will not hinder him–nay, they will lend him a helping hand if need be. But suppose he lets lodgings, suppose he has empty rooms in his house; then the people will make the lodger understand that he need not pay his former landlord any more rent. Stay where you are, but rent free. No more duns and collectors; Socialism has abolished all that! Or again, suppose that the landlord has a score of rooms all to himself, and some poor woman lives near by with five children in one room. In that case the people would see whether, with some alterations, these empty rooms could not be converted into a suitable home for the poor woman and her five children. Would not that be more just and fair than to leave the mother and her five little ones languishing in a garret, while Sir Gorgeous Midas sat at his ease in an empty mansion?

Peter Kropotkin, The Conquest of Bread (via probablyasocialecologist)