I may or may not have presented info on the most excellent blog THE PEOPLEs CUBE - as an ex-Cold Warrior I like it a lot and go there often. PEOPLEs CUBE is satire formatted along the lines of ex-Soviet propaganda, and it is E-X-C-E-L-L-E-N-T:
Interestingly enough, the genius behind PEOPLEs CUBE - Oleg Atbashian - worked producing propaganda art for the Soviet Union, before making his way to the States in the 1990s. Here is Oleg Atbashian (Red Square at ThePeoplesCube.Com) interviewed on GBTV:
I don't do politics here at STORMBRINGER or at least a minimal amount - it generates Dark Energy within me - and I wish I had the time to generate satire to any appreciable level. Anyhow, how could I possibly compete with genius like PEOPLEs CUBE? - S.L.
Today's Bird HERE
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Sunday, November 20, 2011
Saturday, November 19, 2011
SOME THINGS ARE NOT MEANT TO BE
Pet Hippo Kills Owner

A 40-year-old farmer in South Africa was killed by his beloved pet hippo, Humphrey, when the animal dragged the farmer into a river and mauled him to death.
Marius Els, an Army major, had raised the 2,600 pound animal and considered Humphrey a part of his family, according to the UK Guardian.
Others had warned Els that hippos were dangerous and warned him against keeping Humphrey, but he ignored their warnings and was known ride around on the 5-year-old hippopotamus’s back.
During Happier Times:
Marius Els with his pet hippo Humphrey at his farm in Free State, South Africa. Photo: Barcroft/Fame Pictures
What part of "Armed with giant canine teeth, hippos are said to kill more people each year than lions, leopards, elephants, rhinos and cape buffaloes COMBINED," do you not understand? - S.L.
Today's Bird HERE
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A 40-year-old farmer in South Africa was killed by his beloved pet hippo, Humphrey, when the animal dragged the farmer into a river and mauled him to death.
Marius Els, an Army major, had raised the 2,600 pound animal and considered Humphrey a part of his family, according to the UK Guardian.
Others had warned Els that hippos were dangerous and warned him against keeping Humphrey, but he ignored their warnings and was known ride around on the 5-year-old hippopotamus’s back.
During Happier Times:
Marius Els with his pet hippo Humphrey at his farm in Free State, South Africa. Photo: Barcroft/Fame Pictures
What part of "Armed with giant canine teeth, hippos are said to kill more people each year than lions, leopards, elephants, rhinos and cape buffaloes COMBINED," do you not understand? - S.L.
Today's Bird HERE
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INTO THE WILD BLUE YONDER
Colonel Vincent Fonke - Distinguished Flying Cross and former POW - Crosses Over to Other Side at 90
Colonel Vincent Fonke of Fayetteville, North Carolina, died Wednesday evening at Cape Fear Valley Medical Center. He was 90 years old.
Col. Fonke received the Distinguished Flying Cross in 2007 for a mission in 1944 that resulted in Fonke's imprisonment in Poland. He was flying a B-17 bomber with the 91st Bomb Group's 324th Squadron over Germany on the morning of August 16, 1944, when his fighter escort had to return to base because they were running low on fuel. The escorts that were to pick them up were still five minutes away - that five-minute window was all the enemy needed; his flight was attacked over Eisenach. Six planes were shot down.
Gunfire barraged the B-17. Flames engulfed its right wing, and an engine was knocked out. The plane was losing altitude fast, Instead of immediately bailing out, he held the plane level as the crew jumped, despite the risk of an explosion. Fonke was the last to jump. Seconds later, the plane exploded.
"It must have made my hair stand up straight," Fonke later recalled. "The only thing I could think of was getting them out of that airplane immediately."
The Germans took Fonke prisoner, beat him, interrogated him and put him in solitary confinement. He was held in several prisoner of war camps, including Luft Stalag III, of "Great Escape" fame, according to his eldest son, David Fonke.
In the late 1980s, Fonke became a consultant for the Survival, Evasion, Resistance and Escape (SERE) program at the John F. Kennedy Special Warfare Center at Fort Bragg, North Carolina.
His son recalls: "I knew the story. I knew my dad had bailed out of an airplane. I didn't realize how unique, how significant, how exemplary his service was until he became involved in SERE and I began to see the honor he received from servicemen."
At one point in his captivity, while being transferred at night to another camp in a packed box car, Col. Fonke reached into his pocket and pulled out a mouth harp he'd picked up in the camp, his son said. Col. Fonke began playing "Shenandoah," then passed the instrument along to his fellow prisoners.
"He was able to provide, in a simple gesture like that, comfort to his fellow prisoners when it was about as dismal a situation as you can imagine," Mr. Fonke said. "That music defines my dad. He'd play the guitar . . . even through last Thursday, Friday. Every afternoon, he took a chair, picks up his guitar and serenades my mom."
Col. Fonke was a Prisoner of War until April 1945, when the U.S. 3rd Army liberated him. He went on to a long career in the Air Force, serving in the Korea and Vietnam, retiring after 30 years of service.
Col. Fonke is survived by his wife, seven children, seventeen grandchildren and two great-grandchildren. A son, Air Force Capt. Donald Fonke, preceded him in death; he was the navigator aboard a Boeing EC-135 that crashed during a training mission May 6, 1981.
The Distinguished Flying Cross is awarded for heroism or extraordinary achievement during aerial flight in combat. His other decorations included the Air Medal, two Bronze Stars and several campaign and service ribbons. Vincent Fonke dismissed any suggestion that he was a hero, calling his actions part of the job.
“I’m just very happy that I had the ability to respond to whatever their call was,” he said. “The brain says you got a big responsibility – get the people out of this airplane.”
The famous B-17 Flying Fortress Memphis Belle was of the 324th Bomb Squadron
Month of Honor continues . . . . . . . . . . . . . STORMBRINGER SENDS
Colonel Vincent Fonke of Fayetteville, North Carolina, died Wednesday evening at Cape Fear Valley Medical Center. He was 90 years old.
Col. Fonke received the Distinguished Flying Cross in 2007 for a mission in 1944 that resulted in Fonke's imprisonment in Poland. He was flying a B-17 bomber with the 91st Bomb Group's 324th Squadron over Germany on the morning of August 16, 1944, when his fighter escort had to return to base because they were running low on fuel. The escorts that were to pick them up were still five minutes away - that five-minute window was all the enemy needed; his flight was attacked over Eisenach. Six planes were shot down.
Gunfire barraged the B-17. Flames engulfed its right wing, and an engine was knocked out. The plane was losing altitude fast, Instead of immediately bailing out, he held the plane level as the crew jumped, despite the risk of an explosion. Fonke was the last to jump. Seconds later, the plane exploded.
"It must have made my hair stand up straight," Fonke later recalled. "The only thing I could think of was getting them out of that airplane immediately."
The Germans took Fonke prisoner, beat him, interrogated him and put him in solitary confinement. He was held in several prisoner of war camps, including Luft Stalag III, of "Great Escape" fame, according to his eldest son, David Fonke.
In the late 1980s, Fonke became a consultant for the Survival, Evasion, Resistance and Escape (SERE) program at the John F. Kennedy Special Warfare Center at Fort Bragg, North Carolina.
His son recalls: "I knew the story. I knew my dad had bailed out of an airplane. I didn't realize how unique, how significant, how exemplary his service was until he became involved in SERE and I began to see the honor he received from servicemen."
At one point in his captivity, while being transferred at night to another camp in a packed box car, Col. Fonke reached into his pocket and pulled out a mouth harp he'd picked up in the camp, his son said. Col. Fonke began playing "Shenandoah," then passed the instrument along to his fellow prisoners.
"He was able to provide, in a simple gesture like that, comfort to his fellow prisoners when it was about as dismal a situation as you can imagine," Mr. Fonke said. "That music defines my dad. He'd play the guitar . . . even through last Thursday, Friday. Every afternoon, he took a chair, picks up his guitar and serenades my mom."
Col. Fonke was a Prisoner of War until April 1945, when the U.S. 3rd Army liberated him. He went on to a long career in the Air Force, serving in the Korea and Vietnam, retiring after 30 years of service.
Col. Fonke is survived by his wife, seven children, seventeen grandchildren and two great-grandchildren. A son, Air Force Capt. Donald Fonke, preceded him in death; he was the navigator aboard a Boeing EC-135 that crashed during a training mission May 6, 1981.
The Distinguished Flying Cross is awarded for heroism or extraordinary achievement during aerial flight in combat. His other decorations included the Air Medal, two Bronze Stars and several campaign and service ribbons. Vincent Fonke dismissed any suggestion that he was a hero, calling his actions part of the job.
“I’m just very happy that I had the ability to respond to whatever their call was,” he said. “The brain says you got a big responsibility – get the people out of this airplane.”
The famous B-17 Flying Fortress Memphis Belle was of the 324th Bomb Squadron
Month of Honor continues . . . . . . . . . . . . . STORMBRINGER SENDS
Friday, November 18, 2011
Trailer: Life Of Duty Patriot Profile "INTERCEPTORS"
The title of this piece is “Interceptors” and it focuses on the dangerous terrain 75 miles north of the Mexican border, Pinal County, Arizona – the worst county in the nation for drug smuggling and human trafficking. The full feature follows Sherriff Paul Babeu and the Pinal County SWAT team, a group of individuals that go far beyond the call of duty by not only taking on local crime, but also battle violent Mexican cartels who pose a threat to our national security.
Joseph Collins: The Colors of Commitment
Joseph Collins has experience in the Marines, the Army and as a police officer. He's served tours of duty in Bosnia and Iraq, and is now an instructor at the International School of Tactical Medicine. He is highly respected in all of these fields and has faced death on numerous occasions - but there is more to this rough and tumble cop than meets the eye.
Enjoy the full vid HERE
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ROTHENBURG
November is Month of Honor, and for my family November is when we kick off the Holiday Season; and the holidays never go by without memories of our time in Germany. The Germans invented Christmas - they call it Weihnachten - and the best place to enjoy Weihnachten in all of Germany is Rothenburg ob der Tauber. This post was sent in by StürmBringener Frank K. and I've been waiting until now to find the right time to post. Enjoy - S.L.
Rothenburg ob der Tauber is a town in the district of Ansbach, in the Bavarian region of Germany. The name means “Red fortress above the Tauber” as it is situated along the Tauber River. It is a town that remains in a time gone by, dating back to the year 1170. This town is known for its protective wall that still surrounds it to this day, built in the 13th Century.
The town has endured many different crises including the 1631 siege during the Thirty Year’s War, the Black Death that killed many citizens and the interest of the Nazi Hierarchy. The “Kraft durch Freude”, or “Strength Through Joy” Nazi organization made many trips to this town to epitomize the quintessential German “home town”. In 1938 the town expelled all of its Jewish citizens.
Of particular note is the recognized historical importance of this town by the Allies, thus not using artillery to take Rothernburg. The local German Commander is said to have given up the town to the Allies to spare its destruction.
I visited this medieval town during my business trip to Katterbach earlier this year supporting the 12th Combat Aviation Brigade. I had been here many years ago when I was stationed in Hanau back in the 90s. I was in awe during my initial visit back then and the town still has the same affect on me many years later.
Rothenburg ob der Tauber has many places to visit and see, including the famous town hall, Christmas museum, monastery, and my favorites – the St. James church and the famous Criminal Museum with its many exhibits of weapons and instruments of torture. Oh, and don’t forget about the wall itself!
Every year this time rolls around reminds me of the year my team got stuck in Germany coming out of Bosnia - no planes to get us back to Stateside - cooped up in the Crack House at Panzer Kaserne and Christmas was closing in fast. One day we got ahold of a couple of rental cars and blasted off to Rothenburg. We explored the amazing Weihnachtsmarkt, drank heated glühwein like generations of G.I.'s before us, and stumbled across the snowy cobblestones.
It was really cold and like knuckleheads all we'd thrown on when we'd left Stuttgart that morning were our fuzzy black "smoking jackets" - no good for keeping out the freezing wind. Around midnight the cold was really getting to us. Dai-Oui and I grabbed another round of Glühwein and ducked into a niche to escape the icy blast. All around us were Christmas lights and choirs singing as we slurped our hot spiced wine.
"This really sucks, Dai-Oui," I said.
"Yeah," Dai-Oui replied. "This really sucks."
"Merry F*cking Christmas, Dai-Oui," I said.
"Merry F*cking Christmas, Linnane."
STORMBRINGER SENDS
Let the Season Begin! Freitag Vogel ist HIER
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Rothenburg ob der Tauber is a town in the district of Ansbach, in the Bavarian region of Germany. The name means “Red fortress above the Tauber” as it is situated along the Tauber River. It is a town that remains in a time gone by, dating back to the year 1170. This town is known for its protective wall that still surrounds it to this day, built in the 13th Century.
The town has endured many different crises including the 1631 siege during the Thirty Year’s War, the Black Death that killed many citizens and the interest of the Nazi Hierarchy. The “Kraft durch Freude”, or “Strength Through Joy” Nazi organization made many trips to this town to epitomize the quintessential German “home town”. In 1938 the town expelled all of its Jewish citizens.
Of particular note is the recognized historical importance of this town by the Allies, thus not using artillery to take Rothernburg. The local German Commander is said to have given up the town to the Allies to spare its destruction.
I visited this medieval town during my business trip to Katterbach earlier this year supporting the 12th Combat Aviation Brigade. I had been here many years ago when I was stationed in Hanau back in the 90s. I was in awe during my initial visit back then and the town still has the same affect on me many years later.
Rothenburg ob der Tauber has many places to visit and see, including the famous town hall, Christmas museum, monastery, and my favorites – the St. James church and the famous Criminal Museum with its many exhibits of weapons and instruments of torture. Oh, and don’t forget about the wall itself!
Every year this time rolls around reminds me of the year my team got stuck in Germany coming out of Bosnia - no planes to get us back to Stateside - cooped up in the Crack House at Panzer Kaserne and Christmas was closing in fast. One day we got ahold of a couple of rental cars and blasted off to Rothenburg. We explored the amazing Weihnachtsmarkt, drank heated glühwein like generations of G.I.'s before us, and stumbled across the snowy cobblestones.
It was really cold and like knuckleheads all we'd thrown on when we'd left Stuttgart that morning were our fuzzy black "smoking jackets" - no good for keeping out the freezing wind. Around midnight the cold was really getting to us. Dai-Oui and I grabbed another round of Glühwein and ducked into a niche to escape the icy blast. All around us were Christmas lights and choirs singing as we slurped our hot spiced wine.
"This really sucks, Dai-Oui," I said.
"Yeah," Dai-Oui replied. "This really sucks."
"Merry F*cking Christmas, Dai-Oui," I said.
"Merry F*cking Christmas, Linnane."
STORMBRINGER SENDS
Let the Season Begin! Freitag Vogel ist HIER
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Thursday, November 17, 2011
TALES FROM THE REVOLUTION
This is C-L-A-S-S-I-C:
Last weekend, dozens of photocopied McDonald's job applications were reportedly thrown from the Chicago Board of Trade building onto Occupy Chicago protesters.
Speaking of Chicago - glorious capital of The People's Republic of Illinois - this weekend I was debriefed by a high-ranking member of my personal intelligence organization, and he explained to me something I have suspected all along:
"As you know, Sean, my father was a union member all his life, and there's something the union has called 'Strike Pay' - that's a fund they have set up so when there's a strike, union members have a little money in their pocket. It's not a lot but it's there to help toward paying the rent, cover the bills, etc. To get Strike Pay, the union members have to go down and participate; walk the picket line, carry the signs. You go down and sign in, walk the picket line, sign out; it's about four hours a day."
"I heard these Occupy protesters, about 80 to 90 percent of them are employed. I just didn't know what the mechanism was."
"Exactly. They're professional protesters. They're on Strike Pay."
"That explains why, when they viewed the Occupy tents at night with thermal night vision sights, about 80 to 90 percent of the tents were unoccupied."
"Of course - their work is done, so they go home to Mom and Dad or whoever and then the next day they get up and go down to the Occupy protest and go back to work."
MEET THE OCCUPIERS:
Devon Balkind, 25, Occupation: Open-source everything. Days at protest: "Since day one." What brings you here? "This is the platform for the new paradigm." Do you have a message? “We’re all in this together. We’re getting screwed by our inability to be honest.”
So start being honest, NumbNuts, and stop screwing yourself.
Felicity, 27, Unemployed. Days spent protesting: "The entire time." What brings you here? “I came for solidarity and support.”Do you have a message? “Give us our future back.”
I see a great future for you honey - first step; go out and find a pimp.
Kyle Kneitinger, 22, Student. Protesting since Day One. What brings you here? “With the way things are going in the country, I can’t provide for others . . . I can’t provide for my girlfriend. I’m not here with any group, I’m more about compassion.” Do you have a message? “To Wall Street: Start caring about the people.”
You want compassion? What do you know for compassion? You sure as hell ain't going to provide for your girlfriend by living in a tent down in the park. Hey - here's a suggestion: why don't you explore the MARKETABILITY of passion? That way, your girlfriend can provide for YOU.
Ryan from Seattle, 20, Occupation: "I sit here." Days at protest: Since this Saturday. What brings you here: “I was just hopping freight trains, ended up here.”Do you have a message?: “Kill your television.”
I have a message for you Ryan: Do the gene pool a favor - kill yourself.
Sam D’Arcangelo, 21, Student. Protesting: "Since the beginning." What brings you here? “The political system in this country has been hijacked by special interests. There are things we can change.” Do you have a message? “To Wall Street: Nobody is telling you to give up everything, just enough for everyone to have something.”
You want a piece of Wall Street, Sam? You can have a piece of Wall Street, all your own. Get a job, save your pay, and go out and buy some stock. It's that easy.
Orian Lathrop, 24, Painter. Protesting since the 17th. What brings you here? “I want to get educated about this country, and I wanted to strengthen this community.” Do you have a message? “I would like to see us manifest some positivity.”
Painter? Is that like house painter? Or artist-type painter? You want to get educated about this country? Try walking up and down Sunset Boulevard in a purple leather miniskirt and gold fishnet stockings. You'll get an education, I guarantee it.
Rock Morin, 28, Photographer and out of work EMT. What brings you here? “I like to be near excitement.”Do you have a message? “Just a general sense of injustice. We want to be left alone.”
You want to be left alone, Rock? Stop pissing and shitting in our streets. Pack up your shit and move out. Get out from in front of our TV cameras. Hey - here's an idea: get a job! I know . . . what a concept, right?
Manuel Lightheart, 31, Financial consultant and part of the Light Tribe. What brings you here? "We come out for unity, out of consciousness. We’re here for love, not hate. Would you like some ginger crackers? An apple?” Do you have a message? “Love.”
Am I the only on hearing that music from the Twilight Zone . . . ? ? ?
Jacques, 29, Yoga instructor. First day of protest. What brings you here?: “A general interest in the whole movement; sympathy.”Do you have a message? “We’re here with you, we’re not against you.”
I don't want you with me, Flamer. Get away from me.
Erica Restrepo, 23, "Light worker" (Spreads light and love, another member of the Light Tribe). What brings you here? “Feeling out the vibe . . . we want to bring in a lot of love.” Do you have a message? “All you need is love.”
Do the Light Tribe a favor, Sister: get yourself checked out for STDs.
Steve Smith, 24, Occupation: "Nothing". Days at protest: Three. What brings you here? “I wasn’t going to participate until I saw people getting arrested for wearing the Anonymous masks. I have one, so I put it on and came down here as a show of solidarity.”
Occupation "Nothing" huh? That's inspiring - I really want to become a part of YOUR movement. NOT.
Samuel B. Cohen, Lawyer for the Movement, works at the Law Offices of Wylie M. Stecklow. What brings you here? “We were retained for our services by General Assembly until Friday. I have stayed to educate, not advocate. I’m here if you have legal questions. What does your firm do? "We work with mass defense following demonstrations. Our firm does a lot of work with Rev. Al Sharpton's non-profit, the National Action Network."
The strange pathways our choices lead to through the Journey of Life . . .
Aron Blue, 30-something, musician, activist, and teacher. What brings you here? "I knew about it from various activism channels. I worked at the Independent, was arrested two years ago during a healthcare march. This is my kind of thing." Do you have a message? “I have a song called ‘Don’t You Want to Be Free?’ And I feel like finally I’m watching people understand that more. It no longer feels like I’m writing songs in a vacuum.”
The vacuum still exists, only you're not in it anymore; it's in you. Between your ears.
Desiree DeLoach, 27, Unemployed. Days at protest: All of them. What brings you here? "Our education system is broken; we need to work on literacy in the United States."
Read any good books lately, Desiree? 'If you're not part of the solution, you're part of the problem.'
Sam, 32. What do you do? “Went on a bunch of interviews today. ”What brings you here? “I came here to eat.”
Congratulations, kiddo. You're the only one in this pack of drongos who has a plan and is doing something about it.
Advice:
Call it an occupational hazard, but I can’t look at the Occupy Wall Street protesters without thinking, “Who parented these people?”
As a culture columnist, I’ve commented on the social and political ramifications of the “movement” - now known as “OWS” - whose fairyland agenda can be summarized by one of their placards: “Everything for everybody.”
Thanks to their pipe-dream platform, it’s clear there are people with serious designs on “transformational” change in America who are using the protesters like bedsprings in a brothel.
Yet it’s not my role as a commentator that prompts my parenting question, but rather the fact that I’m the mother of four teens and young adults. There are some crucial life lessons that the protesters’ moms clearly have not passed along.
Here, then, are five things the OWS protesters’ mothers should have taught their children but obviously didn’t, so I will:
• Life isn’t fair. The concept of justice - that everyone should be treated fairly - is a worthy and worthwhile moral imperative on which our nation was founded. But justice and economic equality are not the same. Or, as Mick Jagger said, “You can’t always get what you want.”
No matter how you try to “level the playing field,” some people have better luck, skills, talents or connections that land them in better places. Some seem to have all the advantages in life but squander them, others play the modest hand they’re dealt and make up the difference in hard work and perseverance, and some find jobs on Wall Street and eventually buy houses in the Hamptons. Is it fair? Stupid question.
• Nothing is “free.” Protesting with signs that seek “free” college degrees and “free” health care make you look like idiots, because colleges and hospitals don’t operate on rainbows and sunshine. There is no magic money machine to tap for your meandering educational careers and “slow paths” to adulthood, and the 53 percent of taxpaying Americans owe you neither a degree nor an annual physical.
While I’m pointing out this obvious fact, here are a few other things that are not free: overtime for police officers and municipal workers, trash hauling, repairs to fixtures and property, condoms, Band-Aids and the food that inexplicably appears on the tables in your makeshift protest kitchens. Real people with real dollars are underwriting your civic temper tantrum.
• Your word is your bond. When you demonstrate to eliminate student loan debt, you are advocating precisely the lack of integrity you decry in others. Loans are made based on solemn promises to repay them. No one forces you to borrow money; you are free to choose educational pursuits that don’t require loans, or to seek technical or vocational training that allows you to support yourself and your ongoing educational goals. Also, for the record, being a college student is not a state of victimization. It’s a privilege that billions of young people around the globe would die for - literally.
• A protest is not a party. On Saturday in New York, while making a mad dash from my cab to the door of my hotel to avoid you, I saw what isn’t evident in the newsreel footage of your demonstrations: Most of you are doing this only for attention and fun. Serious people in a sober pursuit of social and political change don’t dance jigs down Sixth Avenue like attendees of a Renaissance festival. You look foolish, you smell gross, you are clearly high and you don’t seem to realize that all around you are people who deem you irrelevant.
• There are reasons you haven’t found jobs. The truth? Your tattooed necks, gauged ears, facial piercings and dirty dreadlocks are off-putting. Nonconformity for the sake of nonconformity isn’t a virtue. Occupy reality: Only 4 percent of college graduates are out of work. If you are among that 4 percent, find a mirror and face the problem. It’s not them. It’s you.
Today's BIRD
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Last weekend, dozens of photocopied McDonald's job applications were reportedly thrown from the Chicago Board of Trade building onto Occupy Chicago protesters.
Speaking of Chicago - glorious capital of The People's Republic of Illinois - this weekend I was debriefed by a high-ranking member of my personal intelligence organization, and he explained to me something I have suspected all along:
"As you know, Sean, my father was a union member all his life, and there's something the union has called 'Strike Pay' - that's a fund they have set up so when there's a strike, union members have a little money in their pocket. It's not a lot but it's there to help toward paying the rent, cover the bills, etc. To get Strike Pay, the union members have to go down and participate; walk the picket line, carry the signs. You go down and sign in, walk the picket line, sign out; it's about four hours a day."
"I heard these Occupy protesters, about 80 to 90 percent of them are employed. I just didn't know what the mechanism was."
"Exactly. They're professional protesters. They're on Strike Pay."
"That explains why, when they viewed the Occupy tents at night with thermal night vision sights, about 80 to 90 percent of the tents were unoccupied."
"Of course - their work is done, so they go home to Mom and Dad or whoever and then the next day they get up and go down to the Occupy protest and go back to work."
MEET THE OCCUPIERS:
Devon Balkind, 25, Occupation: Open-source everything. Days at protest: "Since day one." What brings you here? "This is the platform for the new paradigm." Do you have a message? “We’re all in this together. We’re getting screwed by our inability to be honest.”
So start being honest, NumbNuts, and stop screwing yourself.
Felicity, 27, Unemployed. Days spent protesting: "The entire time." What brings you here? “I came for solidarity and support.”Do you have a message? “Give us our future back.”
I see a great future for you honey - first step; go out and find a pimp.
Kyle Kneitinger, 22, Student. Protesting since Day One. What brings you here? “With the way things are going in the country, I can’t provide for others . . . I can’t provide for my girlfriend. I’m not here with any group, I’m more about compassion.” Do you have a message? “To Wall Street: Start caring about the people.”
You want compassion? What do you know for compassion? You sure as hell ain't going to provide for your girlfriend by living in a tent down in the park. Hey - here's a suggestion: why don't you explore the MARKETABILITY of passion? That way, your girlfriend can provide for YOU.
Ryan from Seattle, 20, Occupation: "I sit here." Days at protest: Since this Saturday. What brings you here: “I was just hopping freight trains, ended up here.”Do you have a message?: “Kill your television.”
I have a message for you Ryan: Do the gene pool a favor - kill yourself.
Sam D’Arcangelo, 21, Student. Protesting: "Since the beginning." What brings you here? “The political system in this country has been hijacked by special interests. There are things we can change.” Do you have a message? “To Wall Street: Nobody is telling you to give up everything, just enough for everyone to have something.”
You want a piece of Wall Street, Sam? You can have a piece of Wall Street, all your own. Get a job, save your pay, and go out and buy some stock. It's that easy.
Orian Lathrop, 24, Painter. Protesting since the 17th. What brings you here? “I want to get educated about this country, and I wanted to strengthen this community.” Do you have a message? “I would like to see us manifest some positivity.”
Painter? Is that like house painter? Or artist-type painter? You want to get educated about this country? Try walking up and down Sunset Boulevard in a purple leather miniskirt and gold fishnet stockings. You'll get an education, I guarantee it.
Rock Morin, 28, Photographer and out of work EMT. What brings you here? “I like to be near excitement.”Do you have a message? “Just a general sense of injustice. We want to be left alone.”
You want to be left alone, Rock? Stop pissing and shitting in our streets. Pack up your shit and move out. Get out from in front of our TV cameras. Hey - here's an idea: get a job! I know . . . what a concept, right?
Manuel Lightheart, 31, Financial consultant and part of the Light Tribe. What brings you here? "We come out for unity, out of consciousness. We’re here for love, not hate. Would you like some ginger crackers? An apple?” Do you have a message? “Love.”
Am I the only on hearing that music from the Twilight Zone . . . ? ? ?
Jacques, 29, Yoga instructor. First day of protest. What brings you here?: “A general interest in the whole movement; sympathy.”Do you have a message? “We’re here with you, we’re not against you.”
I don't want you with me, Flamer. Get away from me.
Erica Restrepo, 23, "Light worker" (Spreads light and love, another member of the Light Tribe). What brings you here? “Feeling out the vibe . . . we want to bring in a lot of love.” Do you have a message? “All you need is love.”
Do the Light Tribe a favor, Sister: get yourself checked out for STDs.
Steve Smith, 24, Occupation: "Nothing". Days at protest: Three. What brings you here? “I wasn’t going to participate until I saw people getting arrested for wearing the Anonymous masks. I have one, so I put it on and came down here as a show of solidarity.”
Occupation "Nothing" huh? That's inspiring - I really want to become a part of YOUR movement. NOT.
Samuel B. Cohen, Lawyer for the Movement, works at the Law Offices of Wylie M. Stecklow. What brings you here? “We were retained for our services by General Assembly until Friday. I have stayed to educate, not advocate. I’m here if you have legal questions. What does your firm do? "We work with mass defense following demonstrations. Our firm does a lot of work with Rev. Al Sharpton's non-profit, the National Action Network."
The strange pathways our choices lead to through the Journey of Life . . .
Aron Blue, 30-something, musician, activist, and teacher. What brings you here? "I knew about it from various activism channels. I worked at the Independent, was arrested two years ago during a healthcare march. This is my kind of thing." Do you have a message? “I have a song called ‘Don’t You Want to Be Free?’ And I feel like finally I’m watching people understand that more. It no longer feels like I’m writing songs in a vacuum.”
The vacuum still exists, only you're not in it anymore; it's in you. Between your ears.
Desiree DeLoach, 27, Unemployed. Days at protest: All of them. What brings you here? "Our education system is broken; we need to work on literacy in the United States."
Read any good books lately, Desiree? 'If you're not part of the solution, you're part of the problem.'
Sam, 32. What do you do? “Went on a bunch of interviews today. ”What brings you here? “I came here to eat.”
Congratulations, kiddo. You're the only one in this pack of drongos who has a plan and is doing something about it.
Advice:
Call it an occupational hazard, but I can’t look at the Occupy Wall Street protesters without thinking, “Who parented these people?”
As a culture columnist, I’ve commented on the social and political ramifications of the “movement” - now known as “OWS” - whose fairyland agenda can be summarized by one of their placards: “Everything for everybody.”
Thanks to their pipe-dream platform, it’s clear there are people with serious designs on “transformational” change in America who are using the protesters like bedsprings in a brothel.
Yet it’s not my role as a commentator that prompts my parenting question, but rather the fact that I’m the mother of four teens and young adults. There are some crucial life lessons that the protesters’ moms clearly have not passed along.
Here, then, are five things the OWS protesters’ mothers should have taught their children but obviously didn’t, so I will:
• Life isn’t fair. The concept of justice - that everyone should be treated fairly - is a worthy and worthwhile moral imperative on which our nation was founded. But justice and economic equality are not the same. Or, as Mick Jagger said, “You can’t always get what you want.”
No matter how you try to “level the playing field,” some people have better luck, skills, talents or connections that land them in better places. Some seem to have all the advantages in life but squander them, others play the modest hand they’re dealt and make up the difference in hard work and perseverance, and some find jobs on Wall Street and eventually buy houses in the Hamptons. Is it fair? Stupid question.
• Nothing is “free.” Protesting with signs that seek “free” college degrees and “free” health care make you look like idiots, because colleges and hospitals don’t operate on rainbows and sunshine. There is no magic money machine to tap for your meandering educational careers and “slow paths” to adulthood, and the 53 percent of taxpaying Americans owe you neither a degree nor an annual physical.
While I’m pointing out this obvious fact, here are a few other things that are not free: overtime for police officers and municipal workers, trash hauling, repairs to fixtures and property, condoms, Band-Aids and the food that inexplicably appears on the tables in your makeshift protest kitchens. Real people with real dollars are underwriting your civic temper tantrum.
• Your word is your bond. When you demonstrate to eliminate student loan debt, you are advocating precisely the lack of integrity you decry in others. Loans are made based on solemn promises to repay them. No one forces you to borrow money; you are free to choose educational pursuits that don’t require loans, or to seek technical or vocational training that allows you to support yourself and your ongoing educational goals. Also, for the record, being a college student is not a state of victimization. It’s a privilege that billions of young people around the globe would die for - literally.
• A protest is not a party. On Saturday in New York, while making a mad dash from my cab to the door of my hotel to avoid you, I saw what isn’t evident in the newsreel footage of your demonstrations: Most of you are doing this only for attention and fun. Serious people in a sober pursuit of social and political change don’t dance jigs down Sixth Avenue like attendees of a Renaissance festival. You look foolish, you smell gross, you are clearly high and you don’t seem to realize that all around you are people who deem you irrelevant.
• There are reasons you haven’t found jobs. The truth? Your tattooed necks, gauged ears, facial piercings and dirty dreadlocks are off-putting. Nonconformity for the sake of nonconformity isn’t a virtue. Occupy reality: Only 4 percent of college graduates are out of work. If you are among that 4 percent, find a mirror and face the problem. It’s not them. It’s you.
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Wednesday, November 16, 2011
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