Friday, November 11, 2011

Paging Ms. Warren

That "social contract" thing seems to be pretty alien to the OWS crowd:

Even some camping in the park have grown concerned in recent weeks with the living quarters. Damp laundry and cardboard signs, left in the rain, have provided fertile ground for mold. Some protesters urinate in bottles, or occasionally a water-cooler jug, to avoid the lines at public restrooms. Food, from orange peels to scrambled eggs, is often discarded outside tents.

“I’m amazed that in a park full of revolutionaries, there are large contingents that can’t throw away their own trash,” said Jordan McCarthy, 22, a member of the protesters’ sanitation team.

Block that, you pathetic mimes. Ms. Warren's idea made just a lovely speech. But in practice it isn't quite as easy, even for radicals who spout the superiority of the collective. OWS wasn't even trying to build a factory. Just a protest site where people don't come down with Medieval ailments. What's next? Rat-borne plague? Will there be a Bring Out Your Dead committee established soon?



They feel fine ... but they aren't fooling anyone. Well, nobody outside of the press corps.