as winter and feelings of despair and ennui set in, and the pundits have no idea how to boil you down to a few key phrases, and the police and authorities start trying to use any random excuse they can for shutting you down, like people dying on the streets or parks in or out of shelters, which for some reason doesn’t make the police and authorities want to shut down the problem of actual genuine human HOMELESSNESS, but gives them the idea of using it to shut down a PROTEST or POLITICAL MOVEMENT
(deep swimmy breath!)
we, the Swimmies of Doom, activist fish that we are, busily plugging away at a tiny part of this big battle, in sometimes abstract ways and other times obvious ways, have a message for you, Occupy Movement!
we have been active for ten months now. do we get tired? yes. do we frequently feel ignored? yes. do we think sometimes it is possible we are not making any difference at all? yes. do we wonder why we do it? yes. do we get cold? yes, but rarely, for of course we are more portable than you, and also better insulated, and we are used to it, for we are fish.
do we wonder if anyone is reading us, or thinking about doing something about problems we have talked about here on our tumblr or twitter, or our daily fishy lives? absolutely. we wonder these things all the time. that is the problem with revolution. human persons in particular remember the big clashes, and battles, and dumping tea into boston harbor (again, we thank you!), and off with heads, and guns, and what not. you are good at remembering the drama. you are not so good at remembering that, for example, the American Revolution had about twenty years of thought and preparation going into it, if not more, that it then was actually fought for eight entire years, and then there was another decade and a half of wrangling over a constitution that turned out to be so flawed four score and seven years later there was a second massive bloodbath to fix just one of those problems, and those problems still aren’t finished yet!
Revolutions are Long, and possibly Permanent. that is the hard bitter truth, and it looks even harder in the cold light and frost of winter, with police eying you and pundits mocking you and politicians threatening you.
so we say, sing, and eat, and dance, and read, and take pictures, and tell your stories, and make long thoughtful decisions, and take heart! the journey is the destination, remember that always! we love you all, Occupiers! no one is perfect, and no group is all perfect, but you are good, and right now you are working hard, and you can do it! we support you! we ARE you!
yay!
(Source: noleadersplease, via darkoisdarko)
