Can I Tell You “How to Blow Up a Pipeline?

But let me confess.

When I have been in a pub reading this book, I have both surreptitiously kept the cover hidden but also at times brazenly unhid the cover for anyone who might be looking. I imagine I was trying to show off.

Because what would you think if you saw someone reading this book at a pub? Or on an airplane? Sitting fervently on a park bench in a hoodie with a fifteen-day old shadow?

It’s aesthetically a brilliant fucking title for the actual book that it actually is. This is not a technical manual on the electronics, explosives, and tactics that one will require to directly attach the planetary fossil-fuel tentacle-web. It’s not the Anarchist Cookbook for the Age of Climate Catastrophe. One could say it is rather the philosophical justification for those who might create and utilize such a cookbook.