Note to Self:
Remember that time when you stepped over the street kid who was shot in Brazil? Remember how people ignored it because it was the favelas? Remember weeping in the hotel room while you scrubbed the blood off your hundred-dollar sneakers? Me, too, John. Me, too. You are not the other ninety-nine percent. You woke up this morning knowing that you would have food and shelter. You have a steady job.
I'm not suggesting that you let the rich and powerful off the hook. I am, however, suggesting that if you fail to see things from a global perspective, you will participate in occupying with a sense of anger and arrogance that misses your own role in power and privilege.