Quotes About Resistance

Punk rock was the tsunami that threatened to drown us all in 1977.

Many were starting to use computerized synthesizers & drum machines to produce an entirely new style of music. It was being punted by the critics that the guitar was old hat; I was reminded of the way my father & his clarinets were written off in the late Fifties.

freeze response is triggered when a person, realizing resistance is futile, gives up, numbs out into dissociation and/ or collapses as if accepting the inevitability of being hurt.

paper-pushers can't figure me out. all they understand is bullshit and politics, which amounts to the same thing.

Incluso en Moscú, el acceso a los mapas callejeros o a los directorios telefónicos estaba restringido durante la época soviética, por lo visto para desalentar las reuniones que pudieran alentar las críticas al régimen. En

I knew my mother was right, but that didn't change the way I felt about things. People always think that if they can prove they're right, you'll change your mind.

I don't know why I felt so closed and bitter and threatened by the things I did not like.

No quería pensar en esto y procuraba no pensar. Probablemente ese era el motivo de que me sintiera tan aturdido. Cada vez que notaba la formación de un pensamiento, me decía: "No pienses eso, no pienses eso, no pienses eso". Aquello era como liquidar a un montón de moscas con un matamoscas

I do not wonder, and you will not either, that when Indians see their wives and children starving and their last source of supplies cut off, they go to war. And then we are sent out there to kill them. It is an outrage. All tribes tell the same story. They are surrounded on all sides, the game is destroyed or driven away, they are left to starve, and there remains but one thing for them to do—fight while they can. Our treatment of the Indian is an outrage.

Availing himself of the innate Apache love of fighting, he offered full army pay to warriors willing to turn against their own people (he had plenty of takers).

I resisted the temptation to turn around and stick out my tongue in derision at Beliquose. After all, there was no telling when or if we should meet again, and I certainly did not need him saying, 'Ah yes, Poe, the fellow whose trespasses i could have forgiven in their entirety... except for the tongue thing. Yes, for that, you must surely die.

My father hated radio and could not wait for television to be invented so he could hate that too.

People in any organization are always attached to the obsolete - the things that should have worked but did not, the things that once were productive and no longer are.

But in resisting, we may actually be missing an invitation to take a sacred journey, where we let go of needing to be right and trust God regardless of what we feel we know or don't know.

You cannot fight entropy.

Our society is mature. Change is instability. That is why every institution we have resists change. To maintain the status quo is our sole objective in life.

Don't worry. The chaps train for civil disobedience suppression. We'll crack a few heads, chuck some of the would-be revolutionaries in jail, and the rest will slink off back to their hovels and drink themselves stupid all night. And if worse comes to worst, well, we've got all the guns, haven't we?

We fight them in a thousand small ways each day, my young friend. That is how decent people will triumph in the end.

People will look at you, what you're doing, rewriting the regiment rule book, and they'll want to do the same for themselves. That's when you'll start to run into resistance. That's where the politics begins. And that's the dirtiest fight there is.

Fucking civil servants, always stand in the way of progress.

Hurting them financially weakens them, and reduces their power over the workers they exploit.

We exercised our democratic right to protest, and they ignored us.

And it was quite difficult to insert, wasn't it, girls? You know, I actually had to hold them down to do it, there was so much girly squealing and wiggling. And look at them now, happy to do as they're told.

He was readying his energistic powers to deal with her bodyguards, who had now caught her up, when she did her level best to ram his testicles into his eye sockets via his intestinal tract.