Occupying the Lower East Side, WIth Jessica Lehrman
Jan 20, 2012
My trip to Occupy Congress turned into an Anarchist Arts Festival on her living room floor.
It was a whim. $150 I had stashed in my bank account. I thought it might change the world if I could Occupy Congress. 10 minutes later I was hitting the purchase button. But thats not really what its about. It wasn’t about the trip or the static vacation. It’s the movement. We’re moving toward a change. Whether you believe it or not.
The city of New York is saturated in revolution. Towers of sky scrapers looming over us. Telling us to change directions, but holding us down in the mean time. A sea of humans feeling surrounded by the vast majority of mediocre life. We search for the masters of our dwellings and find the only masters to be ourselves. Beaten down my a loveless cause. Carried through with brutality and ancient wisdoms.
An apartment in the Lower East Side, a melting pot of the minds. We’re coming of age in an age of revolt making art for the blind and singing to the deaf. Today we are forever young, grasping for a tomorrow when our youth will amount to something. Today we have nothing to lose, tomorrow the camera will pan, and you won’t know what you’re looking at anymore.
Mainstream subcultures. draining rainbows and rainbows down drains.
Its 2012 and the conspiracies are just theories.
Rabbles and their rousers running through the streets. We’re all trying to get to the top but can’t find the ladder. Coffee cups spilling over engulfed by a sleepless city of neuroses. Artists and the rebels they consume.
Lead by the feeling of revolution.
And let down by the sigh of relief when no one did anything for our future.
Melancholy clouds drip down clown eyes
Because we’re all faking masked descriptions of a future that doesn’t exist.
It wasn’t the revolution we were expecting. The movement began with a play on words. An idea from subcultures and a youth thats faded like the silhouettes against flat houses. And snow drifts down the window pain of a hungover sweet potato. A house full of artists and anarchists. Trading spaces with the ones who knew their futures were the brightest.
“ARAB SPRING meet AMERICAN FALL”
For three months the cries of the revolution spread across the country. Connected by twitter accounts and telephone wires the people united through the internet, flooded onto the streets. Leading a movement to fight for the many, and unite the globe.
The fall is now over, the last leaf has fallen, the encampments have dispersed and the cries have turned to whispers. But the movement continues to expand. The Occupation that began amidst the New York revolutionaries is a vastly different depiction of a future than the one that the Occupy has taken in the winter cold. The beauty of this movement is that it is constantly changing. It is a movement of the internet age, where people who are setting the stage for change are changing and updating at a rapid pace. From one occupy to the next there are a multitude of different responsibilities and wishes for the future hopes of the movement. People who are entering into a revolution where everyone’s voices can be expressed, and expanded.
When amongst an encampment in down town San Francisco or in an actions meeting in Portland, Oregon. I see that the people are engaging in the question what does a truly democratic society look like. How do we realize creative solutions. This movement has put on various faces. Encompassing the vastly differing population and people who support it.
From one day to the next the movement absorbs a different face. No longer must we be attached to one form of revolution. For the first time we are supporting ourselves, instead of asking a group of selected individuals to do it for us. We continue to extend our limbs out of the government box. Together, with the expanding global network, we question the system, in solidarity we can search for the answers. Occupy started the talk. the encampments housed a facilitation space for these discussions. And now the conversation is in the thoughts of of the minds of the global community. And the ever relevant question..Whats next?
New Year's Revolution
“Whose year? Our year!”
Protestors of Occupy Wall Street, New York yelled out on New Year’s Eve, as they took back Zucotti Park, the birth place of a movement that has changed the lives of Americans across the country, and revolutionaries across the globe.
After being named TIME magazine’s person of the year, the “protestor” has become the face of this global movement. The year 2012 holds an infinite number of possibilities for those who are questioning their role in instigating change, a duty which has fallen amongst the people.
It started in Egypt, where revolutionaries did in a number of days, what took 300 years to ignite, and spread across the globe like a tweet across the internet. We are on the fastest track to social movement now as the World Wide Web strings the revolutionary links like a spider who could social network.
“What is our one demand? #occupywallstreet September 17th. Bring tent.” ~Adbusters
It started with a text, a text that has gone nation and world wide. Together we are responding to the global call to change our future. The global call to find the voice of a forgotten people. Forgotten in the numbers, in the papers, in the media. We are here, and we want to be heard. We want to engage in the conversation of what our future looks like. We must begin to “Occupy our Destiny”.
During the month of November, Occupies were shut down across the country. Occupiers faced police brutality and arrests as we began to question how hard and long we were willing to fight.
It was in this time the movement had a chance to re-group. To rediscover our voice. Re-converge our general assemblies. Redefine our goals, and Rejoice over the accomplishments the movement had already established.
Now is the time to gather. No longer are we separated by lists of varying demands that only serve the few. We are mobilizing under an umbrella of issues to create forward movement in solidarity with the whole of the 99%.
800 occupiers gathered last night to show that the movement is not over. Thousands more will join on January 17th in front of congress, in one of the largest OWS protests since the movement has begun.
In the year 2012 it is not our New Year’s resolution that we should be living, but our New Year’s Revolution.