Archive for January, 2012


The last two large city encampments of the Occupy Movement have been served notices today that will place incredibly strict regulations on being in the park.
No sleeping bags
No sleeping
You can have tents
But they have to stay open 24 hours
These regulations come as a menacing blow to the Occupations at Freedom Plaza and McPherson Square. The inability to stay warm in the dead of winter, the inability to sleep, and the inability to fend off vermin from entering your tent could result in the possible death of over-exposed human beings. This is unjust and completely inhumane. People may say ‘Why don’t you just go home’ but the harsh reality is that many of us do not have homes, this encampment is their only home. How can a government that is supposed to work for the people deliver a certain death-blow to its citizens; regardless of race or stature?

This travesty began last Tuesday during a House oversight committee meeting  where Republican lawmakers questioned why camping has been allowed at McPherson Square and Freedom Plaza. The outcome of the meeting was jumbled in a mess of bureaucratic statements that no one could seem to decipher. But now it is very clear what the repercussions of this meeting are.

They have taken our voices, they have taken our rights and now they are taking away our homes. They are afraid that we are able to govern ourselves, that we can live without them, that we are stronger without them. They want to destroy the coin that made us strong. We will stand in defiance of their guns. We will not bow to their show of force.

For McPherson Square and Freedom Plaza

This is a picture of the notice served today, it’s a little hard to see but basically it says ‘camping materials must be removed and temporary structures must be left open to allow for inspection.’


Travelling Livestream Channel

Livestream has been such an incredible tool of media for this revolution. From Global Revolution to Oak Fo Sho we have gotten the truth out to the public in so many versatile ways. I wish so badly to be able to show the world the power and joy of this movement form my own point of view. That is the point of this blog, to inspire people and inform them of the happiness that can be obtained through this wonderful way of living in complete freedom.

I have seen so many amazing things over the past four months and I want to be able to share it with the world. From the start of the largest Occupation in the world in Portland, Oregon, to the largest convergence of Occupiers  from around the country for Occupy Congress. I have experienced some of the most monumental moments of my life during the course of my life in Occupation and I want to bring that experience to every person who wishes to wake up from the apathetic lifestyles we are all so guilty of indulging in.

It’s difficult starting this from scratch since there is so much equipment that I need to be able to effectively impact such a large and buzzing social-internet. But, I hope that people will be sympathetic to someone who will be completely bare in their intentions. I am going to be travelling around the Northeast and than through most of the U.S. and would love to be able to bring people along for the ride. I am sure I will encounter some incredible and powerful things that I want everyone to be able to experience with me.

If you have the capability, please help me in this endeavor. Every donation will be so greatly appreciated and certainly never forgotten.

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How the Government Killed the Bill of Rights:

Ever since the Bill of Rights was signed by our Founding Fathers, to ensure the protection of the freedoms of American Citizens, there have been forces at work trying to take away the freedoms we so value. The battle to maintain our freedoms was lost on December 31st 2011, when President Obama discreetly signed the NDAA late on New Years Eve.

The NDAA, a defense budgeting bill which sets guidelines and finance for security, was drafted for 2012, including the controversial Section 1021 and 1022. Section 1021 confirms the President’s ability to detain anyone thought to be a supporter of any terrorist organization without a trial, until the end of hostilities with these groups. If this wasn’t bad enough section 1022 states that those detained on U.S. soil, whether detained indefinitely or not, are required to be held by the United States Armed Forces. Essentially this means that the government now has the right to detain any American Citizen, without evidence and without the right of Habius Corpus (a right given to us from the very founding of this country.)

This does not only violate our Constitution and our Bill of Rights, but violates national human rights laws. To make matters exceedingly worse for our liberties at stake congress is trying feverishly to pass the Stop Online Piracy Act. This Act gives the government the right to disable any website which may harbor copyright infringing material, without warning, without due process, clearly violating our first amendment. This act is supported outright by many mega-corporations such as: Disney, Wal-Mart, Viacom and hundreds more.

Very soon now as we spiral into an Oligarchic-Police-State the childish excuse that “it’s a free country” will be sadly sarcastic. It is now the job of the American People to stand up against the forces which try to dictate us against our will. Although they try again and again to keep us silent, we must give these forces a lesson in history. Our founding Mothers and Fathers did not die for our freedoms for them to be taken away while we sit idly by. They cannot expect these treasonous actions to be met with docility, they shall be met with louder voices and heads held high and proud.


Occupy Congress
A wake
A path

Creosote soaked
Black, translucent, petrified leaves
Fracture and burn
Inside of skull

Pellet breath
And a heart roaring, destroying
These souls no longer
Flat and cut from a flag of
Blood, lies and idolatry

Red, white and hypocrisy
Terror in peace packed, moon-caked boots
A nightmare purpose on this plane

Christmas bulbs snap between teeth
Our lacerating smile of
Crimson teeth in a blood filled mouth
Swallow. Rise.

We will no longer stay silent.

by TaraY

Our Government has failed us. They have allowed corporations to dominate the lives of every citizen of the 99.99% in a tyranny which makes dictators of old look civil. They run our lives, they tell us what to buy, they control the supply of all resources and when we choose to stand against it or request an alternative we are beat down.

They have destroyed our environment, continually blocked sustainable forms of energy. They have poisoned our food and put a price on the antidotes for their poisons. They have eliminated our civil liberties and called us terrorists for wanting them back. We can no longer allow the government which was created to protect the people to turn away from us and allow the destruction of our liberties to persist. Furthermore, we can no longer allow these terrorist organizations to coerce us into a world of absolute chaos and domination, we must stand up and disallow the New World Order they have planned for us.

This is a call to action for every able bodied human being to participate in the reclamation of our government and to create a system that will continue to work for the people and not against us. On January 17th we will take to the National Mall in Washington D.C. with tents, kitchens, and our voices and send a message to Congress. “Ordinary citizens are not being represented by their elected officials.” I implore that every Occupation around the world approve and participate in this action, by either attending or Occupying your local government on this national day of action. Together we can voice a message so loud that it cannot be ignored anymore and to prove to them that the more they try to silence us the louder we shall get.


Occupy Wall Street has blown me away again. Celebrating the New Year in Zuccotti park was such a simple and wonderful experience. Being surrounded by so many beautiful revolutionaries in their most joyous state was something I will certainly never forget. During a wonderful action like this makes me completely forget all of the quarrels and discontent I had for the movement. Although I know this is hypocritical, I will gladly take take hypocrisy in my jovial state.

The day began for me around 5:00pm. I arrived at Zuccotti park to a little under a hundred people gathered together in celebration for the park, the New Year and the ideology which we hold so much love for. I sat around playing mandolin, singing Auld Lang Syne with tweaked Occupy lyrics and feeling what it must have felt like while the encampment existed. When I close my eyes in the park and try to envision it, although I know it’s not there, I feel something so spectacular that I can hardly describe. I believe in ghosts, but not in ghosts belonging to a single person. When a person leaves a place I feel that they leave something behind. I have done a lot of Theater in my life and when you exist during your “Stage Life” you leave a very pure part of your soul on the stage. The people of Occupy left everything at Zuccotti.

It was my understanding from various rumors around the Twitter-verse that we would be re-Occupying the park, although this was not a planned or consented action (but honestly a consensus is completely unnecessary, re-occupation is unanimous).  So of course I brought a tent and sleeping bag! It is my opinion that no Occupation can call themselves an Occupy if they don’t make an attempt to actually OCCUPY! And thus far I had yet to see a single tent go up at OWS, or more correctly WS. So, naturally I was very excited to see how OWS could get their infrastructure up and create a functioning camp before an impending raid came through.

Unfortunately, the only tent that went up the entire night was a tiny tent set up by a pair of four year old twins. This was a very powerful action though. The cops saw the tent go up and began storming the park immediately, until they realized that they would be raiding children. There was a human barricade set around the tent and the twins were having an amazing time in their little sanctuary that so many had been refused over the past month. The cops in turn shut down the park for any entrance and a large crowd that had been growing outside the park began marching around, shaking barricades and demanding entrance.  Eventually the relatively futile effort to keep up the tent and get people in was given up and the tent was handed over to the police. This was the most powerful part of the action. I don’t think any of these police were prepared for taking away an adorable four year olds tent and making them cry. The look on some of the officers faces were actually more heartbreaking than the look on the faces of the children, they obviously did not sign up for this.

After that PR stunt had been finished a couple friends and I went over to the precinct for a Noise-Demo in solidarity with the prisoners locked up there. I always love a good DA march, those guys know how to have fun! We heard the action way before we saw it; wolf cries, banging pots, horns, and various mic checks here and there. We decided to start making some noise to join and rose our voices to the concrete walls and bars that held so many unlawfully arrested victims of a corrupt system. We joined the noise demo of about a 150 people and gave those prisoners one hell of a new years. The windows of the prison, though barred were filled with people holding “peace signs” flashing their lights on and off and one man simply holding his hand to the window with his head pressed up against it.

I wish that I had the powerful speech that we eventually mic checked to the prisoners that brought howling from within the prison. I don’t fully support releasing every prisoner from jail and “burning the prison to the ground.” But, I cannot support in any way a system that is so inherently evil and racist. While in one hand claims to do service for the people by ridding us of undesired elements and in the other hand enslaving the population with the fear of the same fate. When we allow common practice to take away the freedoms of the marginalized than we can fully expect that they will come for the freedoms of all.

When we had sufficiently demolished enough noise at the precinct a spirited march was lead through the streets and eventually back to Zuccotti. The march came under attack about half way through, marching through China Town. Three people were arrested for being in the streets, as well as one person on a bike. The march eventually ended up back at Zuccotti Park, where a swarm of people had shown up and began tearing down the barricades around the park and piling them in the center. The ranks from the Noise-Demo joined in, empowered and enraged and began dragging blockades by the dozen into the park. Pretty soon we had a mountain of defeated oppression piled high in our re-claimed park. This didn’t come without fight from the police, they were pretty brutal and flexed their tendrils a couple times by forcing themselves into the park with about twenty officers at a time, pulling out a couple victims and retreating back. On one occasion we all got pepper sprayed, but that just made us more empowered and made me slam on my mandolin even harder.

When the clock struck midnight all heaven broke loose as cheers and drum circles erupted in a glorious chorus apexing in a singular voice echoing “whose year?, Our year!” It was such an honor to celebrate that New Years in one of the most important places in the world, and certainly one of the most important places of my life with such spectacular people. I kissed and hugged and danced like I never have before, with tears streaming and heart swelled.

The joy didn’t last. Either this was the work of an agent provocateur or just a not very intelligent (yet influential) person. But, this person decided to lead a march from Zuccotti… to Times Square… All I could say was “WHY?” We had claimed the park. We had sufficiently agitated the police presence by dismantling about eighty barricades. And we needed everyone to stay put and defend the park, but over half of our numbers left. After a quick moment of frustration and shock a couple friends and I decided to chase after the march and turn them back around, but apparently the march had turned into a jog and were all the way in China Town when we decided to go after them. This put us in the worst position ever. The march was apparently being broken up and mass amounts of people were being arrested, and behind us Zuccotti park was being broken up. We made a decision to trek back to Zuccotti and when we had arrived back there the park was completely cleared out and they were hauling people off.

All in all, it was a symbol. We were showing the NYPD and the public that we are still here and we are still mad. We got out well over a thousand people for the reclamation with no advertisement, no plan, and nothing to lose. They are scared of our power and this was just a reminder that we still have the power to show them for the monsters they are, to radicalize the everyday person, to inspire the people to rise against their forced and corrupt system no matter how badly they beat you back down. No matter what, we will rise again. This is not over.