There it was, in plain English on the screen of the computer, a report from the faithful and consistent World Wide Web, 

CNN ANCHORMAN

“Well, Mr Sachs,just because the “word” won

doesn’t constitute any progress against you Sir”

(whack hack… batons are flying)

 

It’s becoming a known fact outside of the Occupied territories such as the obsessed and fearful minds of the stubborn 1%, that the Occupy Movement is not being reported by the (yawn) mainstream media. The old tactics of media lynchings and defamation of character has been somewhat effective. Though in the same observance, those same media strategies are now faced with social media’s weapons of fast destruction, and are today giving way to an oxygenated shelf life in terms of propaganda longevity. The effects of media blackouts are today, timed.

Education is now a the new luxury. The demographic of which the aging (yawn) media tactics are still effective upon is the existing populace of those without Internet access, made up of the Reality Show Dinner Crowd, the Jerry Springer Couch Springers and the intellectuals of those groups, the Discovery Channel Re-Educated. This is just to name a few. But just as fast as the middle class is shrinking, the word is also spreading, that there is something fantastic going on… it’s on the Internet.

There is a global revolution in it’s awakening.

“The Person of The Year” from Time Magazine…. Now, the “Word of The Year”.  Indeed then, there are many more “BEST” awards to come as the enlightened populace emerges to discover it on their own to share, excited with the triumphs of discovery from the Internet. And with it truly being the “Best” thing that has ever happened to us all, there are probably more awards, titles and … as proud parents we can think of many more great names to call our baby, the Movement Occupy.

We have been immersed with the toil of it’s care. The Benefactors of the prized “First born” won in a battle that began before this generation was called to babysit abd here we sit, watching the growth of this child that turns out to be an addicting movement with a life of it’s own. We now know the growing child all too well, since after all we were there, huddled in the baby’s diapers as it was surviving birth and infancy out of doors in a tent, and not in the safely sterilized hopital. We were right there, bracing ourselves as baby began standing up first, to toddle across poor conditions of no food at times, and right here in Los Angelespurposely deniied running water.

Poor conditions were imposed by cities upon their own citizens and we were there, frustrated and fighting amongst ourselves with drool raining down from the teething grin of Occupy’s accomplished baby steps. Still, the movement survived beyond the terrible twos, and is in that endearing and mind-blowing age where first words are forming entire sentences that unfold into bratty, but surprisingly logical, and necessary demands.

With it’s growth, word of it’s soothingly LOUD and effective voice, rumours of its true beauty and peaceful nature is spreading throughout, from Occupy Las Vegas to Occupy Pakistan. Rapid growth, without the baptismal blessings of the (yawn) Mainstream Media.  It’s Inevitable. The Best of Everything is yet to come. The offspring born in 2011 concieved in desire from longing to end the disparate hunger. The child begat from the intercourse that ensued between the Broke Unemployed Intellect and the End of the Rope.

2011. Occupy is the Golden Child of the year. But we knew that, we were there.

To the rest of the World, enjoy your Sunday morning reading.