I hate to say "thank you" when I really mean it because it never sounds the way I feel it. Sometimes though it just has to be said.
THANK YOU ONE & ALL OF OWS.
You are redifining the world & redifining what is possible each day the occupation continues.
You are taking grim reality & proving that reallity is malleable by our actions, is not necessarily the reality as projected by the 1% & their employees in the MSM, & that it needn't necessarily be eternally grim.
You are shining the light on the 1%. It is right on their Achilles heel.
You've taken the fight right to Wall Street, right where it belongs & right where the 1% don't want it to be.
You've shown that the 1% believe they own this system, that they are allowed to operate it as if it were theirs by right of limitless greed.
You haven't fallen for any of the usual suspects among the 99% that the 1% attempt to scapegoat as villians in their too often tactic of dividing us.
You've laughed at their attempts to paint ethnicities, nationalities, languages, religions, genders & sexual orientations as the culprits behind the 1%'s theft of our resources.
You've followed the money instead right into the bank accounts of the 1%.
I thank you for all of the above.
Te bendigo con todo el corazon.
You have the grace in gracias.
I also have to thank you for both my mom's & grandad's generation who fought for dignity & a decent life.
Mostly gone now, they're an invisible army that stands with you, behind you, and between the police & you. They laugh when you laugh. They cry when you cry. When you fall down, or are struck down, they reach down with an invisible hand to pull you back up on your feet again. When you're tired or cold, they whisper into your ear "just a little while longer...you can do it. We made you that way. We fought the battles to bring you here...and now you can win."
Somehow, you've done it & are doing it still.
Each day you do it is as if you've added more pickets to a 1920s strike, found another job for the unemployed of the Great Depression, found grain in the dustbowl, fought against Fascism in the 30s & 40s, stepped up for civil rights or stood up for free speech in the 60s, slept-in to fight Apartheid in the 80s, to fight Reaganism, to march in the streets when GWB was able to steal an election. Each moment you stand on the line, you give strength to movements that came before, and to the ghosts that spur you on now.
And you give another reality to the coming generations that depend on you.
THANK YOU
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