You Cannot Take Words Into Space,
extracts from 'Ad Astra'

We are glad that both the establishment and the established opposition refuse to take the AAA seriously. It is part of our plan that our enemies fail to grasp the seriousness of our programme for community based space travel until it is too late. We will leave the sneering lefties AND the sell-outs at NASA behind to smell our rocket fumes.

The Control Process' lackeys have already had a go at performing research into sex in space under the cover of a zero gravity breeding programme. However, their lust for power has left them incapable of hedonism, so they had to foist their research onto animals. As ever, this approach is riddled with practical and ethical problems that we at Raido AAA will have no truck with. A brief study of tantra, Wilhelm Reich and other liberatory memes has got rid of a large part of our social conditioning and guilt surrounding a damn good fuck. Our investigations have therefore proved somewhat more fruitful (and fun!) than any "rigorous", uptight, lab-bound, repressed, "think-tank" could even believe possible .

Similarly we have seen the dinosaurs of socialism start to prick up their ears at what they perceive as another opportunity to recruit more slaves into their vampiric parties-with-no-partying. Like many pioneers we have met with derision and scorn from these self-styled "revolutionaries". We wouldn't have it any other way. Unlike many of our predecessors, the AAA will avoid being co-opted into another way of selling boring papers to students by simply NOT BEING HERE ANYMORE. Theorists can waffle on about praxis as much as they like, but the AAA is bored of the city and, realising that real life lies elsewhere, has set the controls for the heart of outer space.

ABOVE THE PAVING STONES - THE STARS!

We think it is high time to put an end to the dead time that has dominated this century, and to finish the Christian era at a single stroke. Here as elsewhere, it's a matter of breaking the bounds of measurement. Ours is the best effort so far to get out of the twentieth century.

Only one task seems to us worth considering: the perfecting of a complete divertissement. More than one to whom adventures happen, the adventurer is one whom makes them happen. The construction of space ships will be the continuous realisation of a great game, a game in which the players have chosen to play: a shifting of settings and conflicts to kill off the characters in a tragedy in 24 hours. But time to live will no longer be lacking. Such a synthesis will have to bring together a critique of behaviour, a compelling astronomy, a mastery of ambiences and relationships. We know the first principles....

Prisoners of the Earth - Come Out!