...and the rich is one.
These last few weeks spending time with my parents has been wonderful and while my dad habitually reads at least two newspapers every morning, I feel like I have been living under a rock. Today was the first day that I really became caught up in and captured by the Occupy movement. I vaguely recall my dad saying something about Adbusters shutting down Wall St. weeks ago, but somehow haven't really tuned in until today.
How inspiring. How timely. How necessary.
The protestors of Occupy Wall St. and the thousands of other Occupy Together movements around the world are coming together to remind all of us, not just the Wall St. i-bankers, that we cannot simply forgive and forget that the country's wealthiest 1% controls 34% of the nation's wealth. Without delving into this movement's staying power, goals and tactics, as advised by Eve Ensler, I choose to simply admire the truly beautiful thing that is happening right now.
The testimonials, tweets and tales coming out of the Occupied territories simply tells of people coming together to recognize each other, be heard and spread the word. They're reminding us, the people still got the power.
At the moment, there are still many questions to be answered. What are the protestors going to do? Can they do anything? Will they make a difference? What do they want? What about the bottom line?
The bottom line is simply that the bottom 99% each have a voice, and we're not afraid to use it either.
Check out this great photo essay, by Jacob Blickenstaff for Mother Jones (his photo above). Another interesting image via Mother Jones - this graph of economic inequality in America:
What are your thoughts on the Occupy Movement? Do your fingers wiggle up or down?
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