by Lavern Merriweather
I haven’t heard very much about the whole ‘Occupy Wall Street’ movement lately, and I can only hope it means that all the nonsense is finally over. I for one have never been a fan of that bullshit, and the main reason why is because it seemed like nothing more than an excuse for a bunch of spoiled, bored, stuck-up, clueless white kids from the suburbs to whine about how the very ‘establishment’ that they were bitching about wasn’t taking care of them like they wanted. What offended me most was all the complaints about the police brutality, especially in New York. Oh, you mean officer friendly isn’t always so? Well there’s a non- revelation to those of us that have spent years trying to inform sheltered white people that instead of officer friendly, we get disrespect and billy clubs.
I still have yet to figure out just what exactly they were supposed to have accomplished and who exactly were they complaining for. I certainly don’t feel like my circumstances have improved much after some whiny, privileged, young yuppie wannabe white kids were stinking up public parks and blasting Coldplay, because they are pissed that they didn’t get the American Dream soon enough. It’s very reminiscent of white kids on college campuses across the country that were protesting during the Vietnam War. Make no mistake, those kids didn’t give a rat’s ass about all the poor black, Puerto Rican and Italian kids that had to fight over there. No, they just didn’t want it to be their turn once the nation had rid itself of the lower class heroes.
The liberal agenda has always been the same white people who are just as well off and pampered as their counterparts put on a good show about how they sympathize with the little guy and are out to fight the good fight when it’s really nothing more than a temper tantrum against mommy and daddy. Please, stop confusing your act of rebellion as a call for change.
I recall vividly a commenter on another website saying that even though many of those kids in the sixties were singing a song of idealism, they still never strayed too far from the financially supportive teat of their parents. And we are seeing the end result of that. Now, those so-called idealistic people saying ‘fight the power’ are now appointing people like
Adolf Rudolph Guilani as their Lord and Savior or whatever brutish white male thug in power who will treat black lives as expendable, lest any of us forget the responses that the Amadou Diallo and Abner Louima travesties got from him or how the current mayor of New York is handling the murder of Sean Bell by trigger happy cop assholes. But let some white people pitching tents and resurrecting Woodstock get overly manhandled by New York’s finest and heads start rolling.
I pretty sure most of the people ‘occupying’ aren’t anything like the people that they are supposedly speaking on behalf of. You know, the ones who actually have to get up and go to work every day to feed their families. People that don’t have time to dance, play guitars all day and eat free food on picnic benches. Why don’t we ask them if they feel any solidarity with the complainers and I’ll bet the answer would be a big fat stinking no. That’s because the people really on the bottom are too far down for those occupying to notice, except when they want lawns mowed, babies sat or taxis driven. I’ll take a wild guess and bet that the only times they have ever actually even met those said little people is in service situations because it damn sure wouldn’t be while they are at play in a park.
The working class don’t have the time for it, and the ones who know all too well the savagery of brutish cops most likely do everything they can to avoid a reason to have any contact with them. See, we don’t have the luxury of looking for trouble because we know what will happen to us even when we are not. Granted, those stories do make the nightly news as well, but usually, it’s followed with heartless comments by ignorant white people defending the behavior of the guilty parties no matter how shitty it is.
There are some in this country who still believed the cops in the late Rodney King case, even when the people who manufactured his vehicle, said it was impossible for his car to be going at that speed. So, the cops are more credible than the people who built the damn thing?
I take it back. That’s not ignorance. That’s just being a purely racist dick that refuses to acknowledge the tribulations those not like you have to suffer daily. You don’t get to expect those same people who you denied when they cried out to you for understanding to now be at your beck and call. Here’s a place that you can occupy. It’s a room with a sign on the door that says ‘I told you so’.