There's a tent city in the park across the street from the Metro station I use on my way to work. There's a very nicely painted sign that reads "Occupy DC." Aside from being harangued by dirty college girls and men who look like every college professor I ever had, it looked fun.
Or maybe I was just gazing among the strewn tents and camping gear longing to go camping myself. Of course my camping experience has deer lazily strolling through my field of vision, as opposed to the homeless men eyeballing fancy REI water jugs.
Which brings me to my point: I certainly hope all these white people leave something behind for the homeless people whose land they're "occupying." As far as demonstrations go, the clearest perspective I had was a clear division between the white people and their expensive nylon tents and the homeless (black) men in desperate need of a jacket. A perspective, mind you, I was able to have on my way to WORK. A job I obtained by putting myself through college, all while working full time in between classes so that I could pay my rent and buy groceries.
I do think it sucks that the government bails out corporations, but when it comes to putting food on the table for my family and keeping a roof over our heads I'll be working whatever job I can find. And trust me, if I were in a situation where I suddenly lost my current job you better believe I'll be working somewhere.
Yes, there are injustices in the world. And often people born on third base think they hit a triple to get there, but it's no reason to stop moving forward and point fingers. I'm no sympathizer of either side, but there's only one person who gives a fuck about you and your family.