Don’t. F@cking. Comply.

 

From Oliver Kornetzke:


In reference to the nervousness swirling around April 20th. I like the wording, stirs the cockles.


"I keep seeing these anxious posts bubbling up from the swamp of doom-scrolls, clutching their pearls about April 20th—the day, supposedly, when the Trump regime will dust off the Insurrection Act like a vintage bottle of fascism, smash it open on the table, and toast to martial law. Constitutional rights? Suspended. Civil liberties? Vaporized. America? Repackaged as a theocratic police state with a God complex and a meth addiction.


And sure, the evidence pointing in that direction? Compelling. Chilling, even. But let’s not confuse “possible” with “inevitable,” and let’s certainly not confuse “dangerous” with “invincible.” This is not some fucking Marvel movie where the villain has a flawless plan. No, this is a clown car of egomaniacal sycophants with the strategic acumen of a toddler playing Risk while hopped up on Pixy Stix. They’re busy gutting their own institutions, firing people with triple-digit IQs, and turning the Pentagon into a goddamn golf club for grifters. This is not the Death Star. It’s a flaming dumpster strapped to a roller coaster with no brakes.


Let’s get one thing straight: I’m not saying it won’t be chaos. It will be. Hell on Earth with a Wi-Fi connection. But let’s not pretend this bloated, crumbling regime has the organizational prowess or ideological unity to maintain a long-term crackdown on 330 million people, many of whom are smart, pissed-off, and crazy enough to throw sand in the gears.


But here’s the meat of it—I’m not here to play Nostradamus in a dive bar. I don’t give a damn about “predicting” what flavor of fascism they’ll try to bottle next. What I am here for is to speak directly to those of you who see the bullshit, who smell the sulfur in the air, who feel the psychic tremor of something sick pulsing beneath the surface—and are asking: What the hell can we do?


Here’s my answer:

Don’t. Fucking. Comply.


You want to know what non-compliance looks like? It looks like whatever the hell you want it to look like. It’s not about heroism or martyrdom. It’s about being a magnificent, ungovernable pain in the ass. It’s about weaponizing inconvenience, absurdity, and joy against a system that demands fear and obedience.


Throw a wrench in the works—everywhere, all the time. Go limp when they try to arrest you. Laugh like a lunatic in the face of their solemn tyranny. Fill their inboxes with existential poetry or pictures of your morning post-coffee porcelain bowl masterpieces. Tape absurd messages in public places: “Authoritarianism gives you hemorrhoids.” Get petty. Get weird. Flush their toilet paper. Release crickets in inconvenient places. Spoil their scripts, trip their rhythm, yank the narrative from their hands.


Join a general strike. Practice the black cat sabotage—cut their supply chains not with violence but with broken protocol and creative disorder. Don’t show up. Don’t respond. Don’t cooperate. Don’t validate their authority with your silence. If you’re going to get arrested, make it for being a glorious bastard who refuses to play their game. Make a mockery of it.


Because here’s the ugly truth they don’t want you to hear: authoritarianism only works when the people allow it to work. It’s a performance, a bluff, a collective hypnosis. Break the spell. Break the frame. Mock it. Undermine it. Set it on fire (proverbially) with your refusal to kneel.


But here’s the thing—this has to be everywhere. Everyone. If you sit back, clutch your pearls, and hope someone else will jump first—you’re part of the problem. This isn’t Putin’s Russia (yet). We don’t need a handful of martyrs; we need a flood. A tsunami of “nope.” A wildfire of “fuck you.” We need resistance so widespread, so creatively chaotic, so utterly unmanageable, that the regime cracks under the weight of its own overreach.


History is watching. But more importantly, your children are watching. And if you let a pack of psychotic Bible-thumping oligarchs jackboot over your rights while you nervously refresh Twitter and do nothing—then don’t be surprised when the future looks back and calls you exactly what you were: a coward.


Choose better. Be bold. Be clever. Be feral.


And above all—DO NOT COMPLY.


And let me be crystal clear here: NO violence. None. Not a shred. That gives them the excuse they’re desperately craving to justify tyranny. What we need is coordinated, irritating, clever-as-hell, petty-as-fuck, infuriating noncompliance. Be a stone in their shoe. Be sand in their eyes. Be a bureaucratic migraine. Drive them nuts—but never give them the moral high ground. This is about outsmarting them, not becoming them.


Pic related—those at the top are not well oiled dictators with a grand plan. They are selfish buffoons. Potentially dangerous, but in a child with a chainsaw way."

https://www.facebook.com/oliverkornetzke/

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Later he posted this:

THE SEQUEL -- FOLLOW-UP

A few comments on my earlier post raised a fair question: 

“Okay, but how do we sustain this day-to-day?” And I get it—sometimes resistance feels like this big abstract thing, but it’s not. 

Maybe I wasn’t clear enough on this point, but it’s simple: Resistance, noncompliance, and pushing back doesn’t have to be this grand, all-consuming thing. It can be something as small as leaving a sarcastic note on a public notice, deliberately ignoring a pointless, intrusive regulation, or deliberately misfiling a bureaucratic form just to make life a little harder for these assholes. Hell, even just walking past a government official with an eye-roll that cuts through the tension—they feel it. And if enough people do it? That’s how the gears start grinding to a halt.

But here’s why it’s absolutely critical we study history—and I’m not talking about the sanitized, whitewashed version they sell in classrooms. I mean the real, bloody, gritty history. Every authoritarian regime that’s ever risen has been taken down by the actions of people who refused to comply. 

Look at the Nazi occupation of Europe. Everyday people—regular civilians—engaged in small, often petty acts of defiance: a pocket of resistance stealing a shipment of food or sabotaging Nazi equipment, hiding Jews in their homes, or simply not saluting the swastika. Those acts didn’t feel like a revolution in the moment, but they added up. They turned the tide.

Or think of Soviet Russia: They kept the populace in line with fear, but millions of citizens refused to submit—not just in grand protests, but in everyday acts of defiance. Small acts of rebellion, like calling out the regime’s lies, turning away from the state-run media, or in the case of the workers in Eastern Europe, slowdowns in production—tiny, simple things that made the machinery of oppression grind to a halt. They didn’t need to burn down the system in one go. They just chipped away at it.

This isn’t new. It’s been done before. And it worked. We don’t need a grand plan to tear the whole thing down in one shot. We need to be creative, clever, feral—find petty ways to make life miserable for the people enforcing this shit, no matter how small or trivial they seem. That’s the point. It’s the collective weight of small, sharp resistance that breaks their control.

You want examples of how this works? Sure—the French Resistance didn’t just overthrow the Nazis overnight. They carried out small sabotage missions, slowed down German operations, and spread anti-Nazi propaganda. The Velvet Revolution in Czechoslovakia? It wasn’t just about protests. It was about ordinary citizens simply refusing to comply with the Communist Party’s demands. They just stopped.
That’s the blueprint we need. It’s about getting creative with how you make the government work for you, instead of the other way around. It’s about using your presence, your actions, your defiance—small as it might be—to be a constant thorn in their side. It’s the death by a thousand cuts that turns the tide.

So don’t just sit back and wait for a hero moment. Do the small stuff—be petty. Be passive-aggressive. Be brilliant in your resistance. It might seem insignificant at first, but if enough people do it? It adds up to an unstoppable force.

This is how we get out of this madness. This is the road map. This is what we need to come together around and make happen if we want this nightmare to end.

But I’ll say it again and make it clear: 

NO VIOLENCE. No looting. No riots. 

They want you to give them an excuse to claim moral superiority. They want you to give them the image of chaos so they can further justify their draconian grab for power. Don’t play into their hands. Be smarter than them. Be insufferable. Your resistance needs to be sharp, clever, and nonviolent—always. No matter how pissed off you get, stay smart, stay civil, and let them drown in their own incompetence.

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