I am the 99%

While our home renovations continue--and believe me, you haven't lived until you've had roofers and carpenters pounding on your house when you have a blinding sinus headache--I've become captivated, almost against my will, by the Occupy movement, especially now that it has materialized in nearby Erie, PA.

Though I am in recovery from my past as a political activist (and I believe I am done with partisanship for good), I never intended to ignore the moral imperative to live in a manner which promotes equality and justice and the inherent worth and dignity of every human being. And that's what this is about.

The future of the human race depends on humans learning to cooperate with and care for one another.  The rapacious callousness and greed that has allowed wealth and power to be concentrated in the hands of the very few AT THE EXPENSE OF the majority has to be called out. And that day has come.

It's fascinating to watch the movement evolve and gain traction as people become aware of what has been stolen from them and by whom.  The corporate media continues to play dumb and obfuscate the message because they haven't figured out yet how irrelevant they are. The message is being communicated via the internet and social media and good old-fashioned face-to-face discussion. It's amazing how well people can add 2 + 2 when they tune out the distractions of Lindsay Lohan, Casey Anthony, and Charlie Sheen. When they stop getting bamboozled with buzz words like "socialist" and "real Americans." Ordinary people get smart when they stop feeding stupid into their brains and start talking amongst themselves.

I no longer have the stamina of my youth, so it's unlikely you'll find me camping overnight in Perry Square, but I unequivocally support those who are standing up to tell the truth about the purchase of the US government by corporate power and the systemic looting and gambling away of our wealth by those who just can't get enough.