or at least, introduced me to anarchism and the compelling beauty of another way of living.
somebody had left it in the art room, which was also the classroom of the policy debate teacher. being in the debate club meant we had an entire high school class period in 11th and 12th grade to mostly spend searching up shit on the internet and writing about it, ideally and preferably to support the policy positions we'd argue in tournaments. which meant I had a considerable amount of time to learn about anarchism.
Here is a pdf scan of the zine as I experienced it, and here is it in letter/infinite scroll website version.
reading crimethinc was often a great comfort to me as a kiddo