Some thoughts from Occupy
Since losing my job I’ve been spending some time with the Occupy Houston movement. No doubt, I love it, and I love what the movement stands for. And yesterday was the best yet in terms of support. We shared our space with a local Farmers Market, and I actually had people come and thank me. Of course, it didn’t go without a single “get a job” retort, but it was way more positive.
This morning I went on a walk, to get a little exercise. And I realized, nobody yells “get a job” at me while I’m walking down the street during what is obvious “working” hours. Nobody at the grocery store tells me I’m too lazy to work while I’m shopping at 11 AM on a Tuesday. Only when I’m standing with a sign, pointing out that our system is broken, do people feel like they need to confront it. What is it about the truth that makes us so uncomfortable?