TRUE SNITCH JOURNALISTS YOU ARE INDEPENDENT
On 25/01/2025 at noon we chose to intervene with sledgehammers and paints at the television station ACTION 24 on Skiathou Street. Our movement was a minimal act of opposition to a medium that systematically reproduces the dominant discourse, consciously supports any decisions of the state, constantly kills characters at the discretion of the authorities, systematically incriminates and denounces victims of trafficking.
The reason for this event was the appeal of the cop-rapist Bougioukos in the case of the 19-year-old girl from Ilioupoli. The channel in question hosted Bougioukos last year after his conviction, in an interview of the rapist-pimp laundering, attempting firstly to recreate his character and reverse reality by incriminating the 19-year-old survivor and abusing her once again. The status of the cop who arrested the bastard seems to have been enough for the channel to placate him as the wrongdoer in the case.
The bastards at ACTION 24 have gotten us used to the whitewashing of abusers and rapists and correspondingly the framing of victims. In this context, we remember the disgusting lawyer Balta who, through his intervention in a channel programme, instructed the acquittal of rapists and the incrimination of female survivors, as a second Balaskas. In the case of the child rapist Lignadis, the station’s management had taken a clear stand against the victims.
ACTION 24 is accustomed to speaking the language of power and advocating for the sovereign, whatever form it takes, be it government, or “justice” and repression. Being one of the media on the Pecha list promotes every action of the current government from the COVID era to the present day. He is involved in justifying the many contradictory and repressive laws that have been passed. It participates in covering up all the scandals that have come to light such as the wiretapping, so many direct assignments and kickbacks, the relations of the National Police. and political figures with the Greek Mafia case and the cover-up of the state murder of Tempi. At the same time, it is complicit in the silencing and suppression of voices opposed to the mainstream system.
The latest incident of journalistic misery was the coverage of the events of Ampelokipi which in full alignment with the lies of the EL.AS. presented our comrades as ruthless terrorists condemning them before the trial. They also considered the death of our comrade Kyriakos Xymitiris as a “gift from God”. Together with the other media, the Greek police and the political leadership paved the way for the arrest of our comrades with dubious evidence even for the democracy they claim to represent.
One understands that the reasons why we stand against this journalistic cesspool based in the neighbourhood of Gravas are innumerable. This area, like others, is characterised by the violence of work, unemployment, repression and patriarchy. Poverty, misery and the abuse of more and more of our fellow human beings are part of everyday life. We have every reason as struggling individuals to oppose domination, its word and those who spread it. ACTION 24 has long since chosen a camp and we are against it.
NO PEACE WITH THE BOSSES AND THE SNITCHES
KYRIAKOS XYMITIRIS ALWAYS PRESENT
SOLIDARITY WITH THE PRISONERS COMRADESHIP FOR THE CASE OF THE AMPELOKIPI
WITH THE 19 YEAR OLD GIRL WE ARE TOGETHER
JUSTICE NOWHERE HAMMERS EVERYWHERE
Anarchists
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For my comrade Kyriakos X.
Goodbye comrade,
”You will be ashes, old world.
You’re destined for the path of destruction
And you can’t bend us
By killing our brothers in arms…
And know this
We will come out victorious
And even though our sacrifices
Are heavy”
Nazim Hikmet
Belatedly, I would like to write a few words about my comrade and companion for the past 6 years of my life, K. Xymitiris, who passed away in an apartment on Arkadias Street.
Together we struggled and shaped our opinions on anything that troubled us. I grew up with him, on a journey of discovering my combative identity. And Kyriakos was always by my side, not in front or in the back, but next to me. Holding my hand, supporting me, with his smile and his perspicacity. Always giving the correct answers while we were all mincing our words, clearing the landscape while we were all feeling lost. With a well-developed sense of solidarity, he always stood on the side of anyone who needed it, regardless of repression, being targeted, and his own comfort. Always first in all the struggles: against repression, gentrification, the labour sweatshops, colonialism, patriarchy, prisons. Indispensable as a comrade and as a friend, wherever he stood he filled the space with his modesty and militancy.
By advocating for unity in the struggle for the revolutionary cause, for confrontation, militancy and counter-attack, always with respect for those next to him, he made space where others suffocated. So he lived, at least by my side, militant and persistent, hopeful and smiling. Ready for everything, taking risks big and small, he gave his daily life to the struggle without a second thought.
Always by our side
to me, to his friends and his comrades, to anyone who needed him for the smallest or the biggest matter.
Always by our sideto take on the most tedious, the most risky role.Always by our side to hold our hand, to accompany us, to open the way.
Always by the sideof the migrant, the abused, the worker, the prisoner.
And always by my sideto support me, to help me, to listen to me, to struggle together with me, to hug me by pushing away the fear, to encourage me by pushing away the second thoughts, to fill the days and nights with comradeship and combativeness.
COMRADE KYRIAKOSNone of the goodbyes are enough. None of the texts can describe the pain of your loss. On 31/10 I was left half, on a path where I wanted you by my side. On 31/10 I lost that smile that only you knew how to evoke. On 31/10 I lost the hopefulness that only you could transmit to me. But on 31/10 I also made a promise to you, to me, to us and to so many others, that you would not be forgotten. On 31/10 I stayed behind to speak about you, about the struggle you gave and about those you did not manage to give. On 31/10 I raised up my fist and with my bloody mouth I vowed to STRUGGLE. On 31/10 I raised my fist and in the rubble of Arcadia Street I said KYRIAKOS XYMITIRIS, ALWAYS PRESENT!
”Our most beautiful days we haven’t seen yet.
And the most beautiful words I wanted to tell you
I haven’t said yet…”
Nazim Hikmet
With unconditional love
your comrade
Marianna M.
Source: athens.indymedia