Human paths are strange. Especially when it comes to collective identity and possible ideological affiliation, some would say the evolutionarily built-in need to belong to a Tribe.
If we start from the assumption of at least a little above-average intelligence in an individual and elementary intellectual honesty - then that individual will reach Anarchy at some point in his life, on an intellectual and identity level. It is simply impossible for it to be otherwise.
Why is it impossible? Because all paths lead to the individual as an individual in itself, the beginning of every group, the last instance of biological predestination. No one was born into a group.
Once reaching it, one does not know where a person will continue and by what coordinates he will leave, The crossroads at which one will find oneself is a strange phenomenon. There are not four directions but countless. The path that one will take is a matter that depends on a thousand factors.
Fear, helplessness, insecurity, utilitarianism, wife, children, social condemnation, salary, pragmatism, car loan...or none of that but something completely eighteen. And completely understandable.
However, the point is that the people who have rubbed shoulders with Anarchy for at least two minutes in their lives are the ones who make life so bearable in these conditions.
(Roger Mortis, 150)
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