fromgreecetoanarchy:

“The shop windows of capitalism were broken 
and images of fascism have appeared”

fromgreecetoanarchy:

“The shop windows of capitalism were broken

and images of fascism have appeared”

(Source: athensburns)

Greece on the breadline: cashless currency takes off

claytoncubitt:

“They’re quite joyous occasions,” she said. “It’s very liberating, not using money.” At one market, she said, she approached a woman who had come along with three large trays of homemade cakes and was selling them for a unit a cake. “I asked her: ‘Do you think that’s enough? After all, you had the cost of the ingredients, the electricity to cook …’

“She replied: ‘Wait until the market is over’, and at the end she had three different kinds of fruit, two one-litre bottles of olive oil, soaps, beans, a dozen eggs and a whole lot of yoghurt. ‘If I had bought all this at the supermarket,’ she said, ‘it would have cost me a great deal more than what it cost to make these cakes.’”

What rules the system has are designed to ensure the tems continue “to circulate, and work hard as a currency”, said Christos Pappionannou, a mechanical engineer who runs the network’s website using open-source software.

No one may hold more than 1,200 tems in the account “so people don’t start hoarding; once you reach the top limit you have to start using them.”

And no one may owe more than 300, so people “can’t get into debt, and have to start offering something.” (via)

You sit down and count the zeros from damages caused to the multinationals in order to calculate your poverty. You count something else, though. How many couples had sex last night after long abstinence, reeking of tear gas? How many friendships were re-attached? How many people that hadn’t spoken for years, found each other? How many glances of lust were exchanged through ski goggles, or over gas masks? How many people let a tear fall from their eyes, not from chemicals but caused by a secret pain that managed to find a way out only last night? With all this wealth languishing next to us for so long; did you even sense this wild wealth last night? And did you feel that some day it will be ours once more?