I always make blogs and then eventually stop posting to them. Not finishing things is a bit of a hobby, I guess. Frankly, I just want to write again. To have the excuse. Good chance that nobody will ever read this, but I'm at a level of zero fucks given. That's why I put the ads on here. Click 'em. I'm poor-ish.
Guess I'll go trendy and rant about the Occupy things. First off: I think they're right. As a society, we've fucked things up. The rich are too rich, the poor are too poor, and the continual pressure from business has kept the government (which is ideally an extension of the people's will) from regulating the financial industry properly. We need to rein them in. This can't happen again.
Still, though, where were these people when times were good and money plentiful? Why did it take so long to come to the point of protest? Nobody cares when they're fat and happy. The problems are only real when they happen to you.
The fact that their demands are not clear and there aren't any defined leaders does not hinder the movement at this point. The ideas will become clearer and captains emerge as long as the protests continue, even if they are reduced in size or the media latches on to other stories. In time, Occupy will become the thing that it hates: a bureaucracy, under a ruling elite. This is the order of human endeavours. I just hope that their leadership is smarter and more flexible than the current crop of career politicians.
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