After being mostly-on-hiatus for the past year or so, we’re happy to announce that Strangers In A Tangled Wilderness is back. We’re looking forward to releasing new zines, photo books, regular books, albums, posters, and anything we can think of in our goal to produce the finest in anarchist culture.
Also, we’ve redesigned our website entirely to better allow people to download and/or buy the stuff we make.
Our third collection of anarchist poetry, this one, science fiction, takes the form of academic commentary from our anarchist future on poetry written in the midst of the 21st century revolution. Surreal and lovely. By C. Campbell.
All orders placed before January 20th will be processed and go out, but we’re taking down the mail-order page after that. The PDFs and music will remain available on this site, and its likely that we will continue to produce material, but we’ll be seeking other distribution channels for now.
It’s not technically a Strangers release, but Margaret Killjoy and Raven LaFera just finished the above music video for Margaret’s new music project, Nomadic War Machine. Think Attack Attack Attack but more focused.
Welcome to the first issue of Space Demons, a comic so bold that it barely includes any reference to anything suggested in its title! Follow the adventures of Thrakgar, the computer programmer, as he makes his way through the happy wastelands of an abandoned civilization! Watch as he deals with issues of identity, violence, and the return of authoritarian government! Must he stand alone against the forces of patriarchy and fascism? What of the titular space demons? Will they descend upon the scraps of humanity like the ravenous raptors they might well be?
We’re happy to announce that we’ll be tabling at the anarchist bookfair in Minneapolis-St. Paul next month. We’ll have our usual assortment of free zines, as well as some of our fancier stuff like bandannas, SteamPunk Magazine, patches, posters, everything you’ve ever wanted!
Once, not so long ago but in a place very different from here, there lived a little goblin boy. As everyone knows, all little goblins are called boys until they grow up and pick whether they want to be a goblin man or goblin woman or something else entirely.
This little goblin’s name was Jessup, and he wanted to be a runner more than anything else in the world. In those days, people used runners to pass messages between one village and the next. They had telephones, of course, but ringing someone up was considered rude and was only done in emergencies.
Every spring, each village held competitions to see which goblins were the fastest. The winners competed against the human boys in the great summer festival. Human children, of course, are both boys and girls. But the girls weren’t allowed to compete because human culture is sexist.