The Occupy Wall Street movement is becoming the elephant in the room. I refer to myself as part of the woodstock generation; mostly because I was in college at the time. Most of my dorm mates burned their draft cards; an action they did not take lightly. (I am reminded that Russell Coutts refers to my generation as the Flintstone generation, how little he understands.)
I watched Kent State happen with shock. All of this led me to believe that by the time I was a fully functioning part of society, we, collectively would have found solutions for so many of society’s problems. Instead I watched as those problems grew much worse.
Had there been a draft by the time of the Iraq war, the war likely would never have happened. It became a war for the poor and misguided.
No one on Wall Street broke a law, that I am aware. But something went terribly wrong never-the-less.
If we outlawed lobbyists and limited contributions to political campaigns I believe change would occur very quickly.
People complain that the protesters have no demands; I see a system that is broken; one that needs EVERYTHING FIXED. I remain troubled that we allowed ourselves to get where we are. But I am relieved, and comforted to see the protests finally happening.