In my earlier post “Season’s Greetings” I also meant to mention that on Friday when I was wandering around the Castro, a car passed me a couple of times with the driver yelling out of his open window “Occupy Mindless Consumerism.” Doesn’t that seem to be a sort of mixed metaphor? The entire Occupy movement appeals to me and reminds me strongly of my hippie youth, but even so, you need to be conscious of whether your slogans make any sense.
Plus, a nice Friday afternoon on Castro and 18th Street is not exactly ground zero for the One Percent’s heedless consumption of unnecessary purchases, even if it is a week before Christmas. Most of the other people occupying the sidewalk with me seemed to be, just like me, out running errands at Walgreen’s and the grocery and the hardware store. You want to make a statement about Mindless Consumerism? Union Square, a bastion of Tiffany’s and Sak’s and Prada and Burberry’s, seems like a more likely target. Maybe the traffic down there was too fierce.
Which also brings up the point, cruising around in your car, protesting? Really? Isn’t one of the complimentary concerns of the Occupy movement a sensitivity to environmental degradation?
Here’s what I would prefer to occupy.