It’s Just Good Business

Crossposted from The Stars Hollow Gazette

Police have stormed Liberty Park tonight, as part of a co-ordinated series of round-ups across the country designed to crush the Occupy Wall Street Movement.

Well, it’s not going to work.

Time to hoist the colors.

In order to affect a timely halt to deterioriating conditions, and to ensure the common good, a state of emergency is declared for these territories by decree of Lord Cutler Beckett, duly appointed representative of His Majesty, the King. By decree, according to martial law, the following statutes are temporarily amended:

• Right to assembly, suspended.
• Right to habeas corpus, suspended.
• Right to legal counsel, suspended.
• Right to verdict by a jury of peers, suspended.

By decree, all persons found guilty of piracy, or aiding a person convicted of piracy, or associating with a person convicted of piracy, shall be sentenced to hang by the neck until dead.

You will listen to me! LISTEN! The other ships will still be looking to us, to the Black Pearl, to lead, and what will they see? Frightened bilgerats aboard a derelict ship? No, no they will see free men and freedom!

So what can we do?

I’ve always been an advocate of revolution in the small things.  We can make this country ungovernable and by that I mean we can simply refuse to do the things that are expected.

Why not stop spending?  My big gift this holiday season is a week’s supply of Chinese underwear, but I could skip it.  My relatives and friends (who am I kidding, my relatives) might receive a poem or picture since while my domestic skills are servicable they are hardly artistic.  Maybe a pie.

You can hardly stop going to work if you expect to get paid, but the performance standards of your bosses are a poor example that you need not exceed out of some misguided sense of loyalty or ‘team spirit’.

Deny your eyeballs.  Persistent propaganda rots your teeth as well as your brain.

You might deride my prescriptions as insufficiently dramatic, but what we have consistently seen from the overweening egos of the elite is the desire to be worshiped.

Fuck that shit.

You are Hapsburg lipped inbred morons and that I refrain from calling for pitchforks and torches or spitting in your faces as you walk the streets is a mark of the moral superiority of the “common man” over you evil rapacious twits.

You’ll run out of bullets and destroy all your wealth before you’ll break the will of people to be treated freely and fairly.