i've been a digital agitator for occupy since the beginning ...
i've stirred the pot to watch the numbers grow.
early on, it felt like watching your favorite team at a playoff. it was an amazing exhilaration and sometimes an anti-climatic disappointment. in fits and starts, i've cheered with elation and then turned fearful that we would not get numbers high enough for the movement to take root. as the numbers climbed, i became more happy and secure that, not only would we succeed, but we would grow into a mighty oak!
even back then, i realized that 250,000 would mean we had only just taken root. while the numbers behind this movement are large, we have a long way to go. we are nowhere close to reaching critical mass and that is of absolute necessity.
the media, even when it looks positive, puts a spin on us.
one that i am trained to see and deconstruct.
we are trivialized, discounted and discredited in all manner of ways.
we have no leader, we have no demand.
this is intentional. yet it is used against us.
we are hippies, homeless and youth ...
the truth is, the movement consists of citizens from all walks of life and all kinds of economic backgrounds.
i have faced the threats, the jeers, the jabs.
i have listened to the caustic stuff, and sat with it.
i learned how to respond, in a manner that i think is right:
for instance, colleague #1 said "unless you pick up a rock and throw it, i'm gonna beat you senseless."
my reponse after 17 hours of long thought on it: "well, beat me senseless then."
our work is not about having people know what we're doing, it's about raising awareness and having them locate the solution in the collective response of the movement ... to take responsibility for ourselves, our politics and our environment.
i am you ... you are me ... and we are all together.