Yes, they're dirty hippies, but they've gotten the
Left to come together like during the Battle in Seattle.
When I got off the train, there was a much larger crowd than I
expected in front of me. But my feelings of solidarity quickly waned. As
someone who's covered—and attended—many protests, I was dismayed to see
all of the things that had soured me on protest in recent years.
First, there were the far-left Fox News-bait folks, who threatened to
overshadow hundreds of innocuous signs about job creation and fair
taxation—and clever signs, like "Run with the People, Not the Bulls" and
"I am Buffett's Secretary"—by unfurling banners like "Marx Was Right—
Destroy Capitalism," passing out 9/11 truther fliers, or hoisting a
disgusting, bloody faux-severed head of Lloyd Blankfein, as one guy did.
But in the end, the music swells and:
I thought about the drugged-out dude with the banjo: one of the crazy
ones. And the dude with the upside-down flag and the one with the
severed head and the anti-fracking obsessive and the people jonesing for
a confrontation with the cops: all crazy ones. Crazy ones who sparked
the first mass outpouring of left-wing activism in years, who have
finally provided a visible counter to the free-market fanaticism of the
tea party. Crazy ones who have reignited a conversation about class in
America.
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