|A Eulogy for #Occupy (very close to the best thing I have ever read in my life)
This was written by Quinn Norton, a reporter for Wired who was embedded in several of the most prominent Occupy camps across the country.
It is an extraordinary piece of journalism, and the best explanation yet of what OWS was, wasn't and still is.
I don't cry very often when I read things. This made me weep.
I'm not going to cut and paste the first four paragraphs. Here are a few sentences that jumped out at me:
"OWS was a place where you didnít have to pretend it was all OK."
"Occupy was becoming the second most fucked-up group of people in the parks. The first was still definitely the police."
"There was no real cynical distance in this movement. It was the opposite of politics that way; it was dirty and smelly and dark, and if you scratch past the patina of personal cynicism, every heart was made of crazy-glued porcelain. Every body was made of scars. No one walked away from Occupy the same person."
"We all learned so much in the season of Occupy. We learned there is a hostile army threaded through our nation. We learned that children can be casually brutalized, just to keep traffic from being inconvenienced. We learned that Americans can come together and care for one another. We learned there is a great and terrible spirit in this land, the sleeping giant of our spirits summed together."
"The future was still coming and Bloombergís army had only guns to fight time."
Read it: http://www.wired.com/opinion/2012/12...or-occupy/all/