I was a teenager when I first learned that Chomsky was an anarchist. The discovery had a powerful effect. This was around 1980 and, while “anarchy” was proclaimed loudly from the stages of some punk rock shows I attended, I felt isolated in my belief that there was something profound, and profoundly serious , about the doctrine I had adopted—something beyond easy exhortations to “smash the state,” without any suggestion of how, or what to replace it with.
From the punk rock anarchism to the Chomsky one
