When I first heard about Occupy Wall Street in 2011 I have to say I was a little surprised. I echoed the sentiment, I thought that corporate greed was “bad” and all the corruption in government and elsewhere was “bad” and that some real change needed to happen. But I also felt like their movement was a little late to the party. As though they were the last stumbling guests into an already dispersed celebration. Or shall we say last one to the ball and right around midnight.
It just didn’t really make sense. I wondered where all these angry people were in 2007 when the financial world was imploding. Or were these voices all were in 2005 or 2004 when all this corruption was taking place that would lead to the subsequent meltdown. It just didn’t make much sense at the time. Still I shared their sentiment.
I lived way uptown in Manhattan in a horrible rental situation where I lived upstairs from discotech that operated seven nights a week until 4 in the morning. My landlord took a “hands off” approach and realized that all he had to say was “fiddle dee dee .” I feel ripped off by “the man” and pinned down by “the system.” So Occupy Wall Street made a little bit of sense to me.
At the time actually I was very excited about this movement. I reported from the scene and spoke to television personalities , radio personalities , musicians , and other notable celebrities about this very matter and there seemed to be no real consensus. Everybody seemed to have their own view of things even though they all recognized the need for some kind of change.
So when I heard that Occupy Wall Street turned 2 years old today I found out almost by accident. I was reading an article about something else and it just sort of casually mentioned that Occupy Wall Street was celebrating it’s 2nd anniversary.
In the two years since Occupy Wall Street took to the streets, I have changed my life for the better. I can now almost see Zuccotti Park from my window. Does that mean that I am part of the 1%? Not exactly. But many of my neighbors are. They work at Goldman and Morgan Stanley and Deloitte and other financial firms and brokerage houses. They are all very well off and while that’s not me just yet, it’s something I strive for. So my life is a different. Better.
But the message much for Occupy Wall Street seems to be pretty much the same. It’s just a bunch of dirty hippies, conspiracy theorists, peaceniks , and angry revolutionaries wearing ridiculous costumes, painting their faces, playing their drums, dancing and holding up signs.
While before their message seemed revolutionary and defiant now it just seems like there’s a bunch of mindless zombies who are no better than the corporate powers they all eschew. I went down there and the protesters presence was far diminished . Even though their numbers were smaller they were all pretty much yelling about the same thing, screaming, and chanting words which had no real impact.
What have Occupy Wall Street actually done in the last two years? I made my life better; much better in fact. I looked for change for myself and my family and I made the sacrifices to make it happen. I didn’t cry about it, I didn’t yell about it, I didn’t ask for handouts or blame somebody else, I just did it.