I’ve struggled to find a way to link
this blog to the Occupy Wall Street movement.
Heck, I’ve struggled to find a way to join the Occupy Wall Street
movement. It’s hard to be part of a
protest against unemployment and the greed of corporate America when you have a
full time job with corporate America making more money than you ever though you
could. I know full well that it is not
just innate talent, but a fair amount of luck as well that has put me in the
comfortable position that I am in today- good pay, reasonable mortgage,
excellent health insurance, and credit so good it’ll make you cry. Of course I haven’t gone through a layoff, so
who knows what the future holds?
Jesse James was the 99%. He got his start as a pro-Confederate
guerilla in Misouri and Kansas, and after the war kept up the same riding,
shooting, and robbing, just without a flag to fly overhead. The James Gang often picked targets that were
connected to Northern banks, particularly going well out of their usual
territory to hit the First Nation Bank of Northfield, MN. Whether the James Gang were really
anti-corporate is a matter of debate for historians, but he certainly was
played up that way as Progressives swept through the Midwest in the early 20th
century.
What about Billy the Kid? The Lincoln County War that we read about now
was all about a crazy 21 year old out for revenge. The newspapers out of Santa Fe at the time
talk about it as small ranchers opposed to a shadowy group called “The Santa Fe Ring”, Republican businessmen and politicians meeting in smoky rooms coming up
with plans to screw the little guy. Hmm…
I really don’t hate the 1% (well,
except maybe for those guys at Enron). I
just think that when you are up there it is easy to lose track of how minor
transgressions can have massive effects on the world around you. My friend the attorney didn’t think that he
was contributing to the downfall of the global economy when he lived off of
home closings in the middle of the real estate bubble, but he was part of
it. So was I, probably, as I
professionally touch industries like banking, construction, and… oh yeah, the
massive overcutting of the Maine woodlands.
I probably should have turned down that assignment. From many small sins come great catastrophes.
Well, that’s another depressing
post. I’ll throw some mindless content
into the next post. In the mean time,
check out the fun over at Sexy Fawkes.
See, the 99% can have fun, too!
