What Will You Tell Them?
Throughout most of American history, powerful business interests and their political and judicial allies in the “government” have been waging class warfare against working families and the poor. They’ve never called it class warfare, they still don’t call it that, they never will call it that, but that’s what it is.
In the 1980’s, they escalated it. There was little resistance, so they escalated it again. Over the past thirty years, it hasn’t mattered who was president, it hasn’t mattered who controlled Congress–the battle plan has been the same, it came down from on high, from Wall Street banks, from corporate boardrooms, from the think tanks of the right and the estates of the rich.
The tactics have been complex, they’ve been planned and revised, refined and adjusted, plotted and perfected and passed into law, concealed with cold calculation in thousands of bills and endless amendments, fused into shock doctrine perfection by the technocrats of profit through decades of corporate theft and plunder.
Never in the field of economic conflict has so much been taken from so many by so few.
But the rich still aren’t satisfied. Having most of the world’s wealth isn’t enough for them, they want all of it. All of the wealth, all of the resources, all of the earth and all of the power.
Even our corporate overlords no longer believe the words they utter. They rely instead on the security and surveillance state for control. The rumble of dissent that rises from the Occupy movements terrifies them. It creates a new narrative. It exposes their exploitation and cruelty. And it shatters the absurdity of their belief system.
What are you going to tell people who still don’t understand that they aren’t citizens anymore, that they’re nothing but targets on an economic battlefield? What are you going to tell them? If there’s still enough time, if it’s not too late, if you haven’t given up, if you can find the words, if you haven’t run out of words, if you haven’t been silenced, banned, exiled from “progressive” websites because too many Vichy America admirers of Barack Petain Obama don’t want to hear the truth, don’t want to deal with it, can’t bear to look at it, won’t acknowledge it because illusions are their last refuge, their final sanctuary, the only source of hope they have left in this betrayed wreck of a country.
You’ll know what to tell them.
Join one of the Occupy movements, you’ll see what resistance looks like, you’ll see what emancipation looks like, you’ll see it in the watch fires of a hundred circling camps, from Oakland to the Jersey shore. I know it’s getting dark, you know it’s getting dark, but they’ve built for us an altar in the evening dews and damps, an altar of protest in the darkness, where the dim and flaring lamps of moral courage are still burning, where Dr. King would be today, far from the Inauguration festivities and the second anointing of that charlatan with the Ring of Power on his finger.
We don’t know what’s going to happen now. We’ve got some difficult days ahead. But it really doesn’t matter to us now, because we’ve been to the mountaintop, Dr. King led us there, his words are still ringing out across America from that sacred summit of truth, he is still showing us the way to the Promised Land of justice and equality . . .