The word ‘homeland’ has a bad reputation. It is historically compromised since it was appropriated by the right-wingers of all sorts and became a part of the ideological apparatuses of national states with their militaristic fantasies. However, there is a sense of locality that not only escapes official patriotic narratives, but is capable to create an alternative politics – an antifascist politics of being from here. How to love a homeland, when you are citizen of a despotic state? What is liberatory about the feeling of belonging to a place, against both the abstraction of militarist geopolitics and deterritorialization of Capital?