William Powell ... the name ring a bell? No? Well, maybe you have to be a certain age.
Oh wait -- I see a couple of you furtively heading for the exits. I know who you are, so don't bother.
Powell was the author -- at age 19 no less -- of the (in)famous Anarchist Cookbook, a sort of three-part treatise on black ops, bomb-making and agitprop.
Banned in some countries, the Cookbook is readily available online (I'd suggest using a proxy browser if you want to look it up, but not Tor, which was created by the US Navy). It's heavy on rhetoric and has all kinds of recipes for, well, anarchic behaviour, including bomb-making.
I am not recommending it for reading, mind you. Not for a minute. For one thing, it was reportedly used by Timothy McVeigh, Eric Harris, a Columbine killer; and Jared Loughner, who murdered six during his attempted assassination of Gabrielle Giffords.
Powell repudiated the book later, and asked for publication to cease (it didn't -- he never held the copyright).
He became a teacher of special needs children, among other things, and renounced his angry-young-man actions, most notably, perhaps, in an interview with The Guardian.
Why he's news is that -- unknown by most of the world -- he died last year at age 66 of a heart attack while on vacation in Nova Scotia. That didn't become widely known until a documentary called American Anarchist was released recently.
Why am I interested? Well, I too am of an age, and remain revolted by the violence the book was inciting back then -- and apparently still is.
But I used to have my own copy of it (not that I ever used -- or ever would use -- anything in it, of course).
And in the best spirit of the times, a la Abbie Hoffman, someone stole it.
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