violence and the state

Excerpted from the upcoming Voyage of the Calico Tigress, volume six of The Adventures of Meteor Mags and Patches.

ASTEROID UNDERGROUND GUEST COLUMN
METEOR MAGS: VIOLENCE AND THE STATE, 2027

The state must maintain its monopoly on violence, else it fails to be a state and will shrivel and die. This monopoly on violence is not a thing to be considered apart from the state, for it is indistinguishable from the state and is the very essence of it. Any violence on the part of individual citizens or non-state groups is antithetical to the monopoly, and thereby constitutes treason in its simplest form.

This does not mean all traitors share a common goal or even common values. All violence is treason, but the treasonous are not unified, and often commit violence upon other traitors. They are only unified in the eyes of the state, which is less concerned with the sociological origins of violence, and even less so its merits and flaws. The state is only concerned with maintaining its monopoly, and it will use violence to keep it.

All unsanctioned outbursts of aggression threaten the state’s monopoly. The child who kicks over the rubbish bin commits treason, as the burglar commits treason, and the barroom brawler commits treason. All must be suppressed though conditioning, punishment, and the channeling of aggression into state-sanctioned outlets.

This constant threat to the monopoly creates a pressure which the state must sometimes crush and other times release through tightly controlled channels. All which is fully controlled exists fully within the state’s monopoly and is part and parcel of the state. The state seeks integration of all uncontrolled non-state reality. Anything outside the state’s control, it will eventually seek to control.

Such control is the opposite of liberty to anyone but the state itself, which has full liberty, which is a pure liberty to do absolutely anything in the pursuit of its own perpetuation. Thus the traitor must stand for something, for she surely stands against the entire might of the state. History will be the final judge of her character, though the state may well prove to be her executioner.

Unify and organize now.

Meteor Mags

now in print: Blind Alley Blues

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Blind Alley Blues blasts off from where The Lost Crew of the Volya IX ended.

Join Meteor Mags and her criminal crew on a suicide mission to Ceres, and help them steal the biggest guns in the Solar System!

Bang your head as the Psycho 78s play their most nefarious concert of all time, and find out how the band originally got together!

Run for your life in the tornado that terrifies an entire asteroid! And grab all the ammo you can carry, because you are about to rock the Asteroid Belt with Meteor Mags and Patches—at a more brutal volume than ever before!

Available in paperback from Amazon and Barnes & Noble. Also for Kindle, iBook, and Nook Book. See more ebook formats.

21,000 words. 102-page paperback includes black & white ink drawings.

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Portrait of Dr. Plutonian, the shotgun-toting pirate-radio co-star of such epic adventures as The Secret Laboratory of Dr. Plutonian, The Western Route. and The Lost Crew of the Volya IX.

now in print: The Lost Crew of the Volya IX

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Meteor Mags: The Lost Crew of the Volya IX is a 20,000-word punk rock science fiction adventure now available in paperback and Kindle! Also Available for iBook and Nook Book.

Join Meteor Mags, Patches, and her pirate radio friend, the shotgun-toting Dr. Plutonian, as they confront the horror in a not-so-abandoned asteroid mine! Thrill to the savage combat of the alien mating ritual practiced by the invading dragons! Rock out as Patches takes over the digital turntables at an asteroid dive bar! Find out what Mags’ informant Kaufman takes with him on his last day as Chief Administrator of the Martian Warehousing Zone!

And cover your ears, because Mags and her crew are back—bigger, badder, and louder than ever!

About This Story:

The Lost Crew of the Volya IX begins on the night which ended the story Daughter of Lightning in the final pages of the Red Metal at Dawn collection.

A new amendment to the Musical Freedoms Act has placed Meteor Mags at the top of the list of the Solar System’s criminals. Inside the Port Authority, her informant Kaufman, Chief Administrator over all the Martian Warehousing Zone, has received orders to assist Mags’ enemies in planning a full-scale invasion of her club on Vesta 4.

But Mags has yet to hear this news.

As told in Daughter of Lightning, Mags’ friend Dr. Plutonian left Vesta 4 to find a place to hide a mysterious object he discovered in space. Mags believes the object came from the machinery that transformed her cat in Patches the Immortal. The object has displayed powers of incredible destructive force, and it broadcasts an unearthly music not just as sound but on electromagnetic spectra only Plutonian’s specialized equipment can record.

Meteor Mags and her friend Slim, who runs a strip club where Mags likes to dance and sell stolen cargo, have been working on the math for a revolutionary technology. Its details have remained a mystery… until now!

For the complete history of Meteor Mags and her crew leading up to this story, please see the collection Red Metal at Dawn and Other Tales of Interplanetary Piracy, available on Kindle and as a 400-page illustrated paperback. Also available for iBook and Nook Book.

Bonus Art: Patches Takes Over.

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Bonus Art: Tesla Takes a Catnap. Available as a print!

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Bonus Art: Kick It! Available as a Print!

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Asteroid Underground Guest Column: Meteor Mags, 2027

Patches of Protest

Music is treason
out here on the frontier
where the laws of men and gravity lie broken.

Music is treason,
freedom, fluid beats and rhymes
your thoughts no longer slaves to culture.

Music is treason.
Super-conducted by wild memory,
patches of protest bloom here and there like islands

in the saxophone bell.
In the subsonic pulse and cymbals.
They never left. They never do.

smuggling aint easy

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My nephew wants to put this on a t-shirt.

shout out to my octos

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fresh ink

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At the gig on Ceres, we must have sold a pallet full of these as acrylic prints.