What Occupy do did did on Wall Street bent over backwards in the hurricane bre

[bandwraith at aol.com]

During the occupation of Zuccotti Park, my son- late twenties, very
political in an academic sense- would frequently day trip into the
city and report back on the goings on there. I'd never seen him
more exhilirated, and he is by no means radical. He was
impressed by the sense of community and cooperation, and
of course, his cohort was/is getting decimated by the financial
collapse of 2008, in the same way that my cohort was decimated
by the collapse of post-WWII American Idealism in the sixties.

He was energized. The occupation was idealistic but it was
responsible, and effectively run. People were inspired. They willing
cooperated, shared resources and took care of eachother.
Problems were identified and solved. It was a very powerful
convergence of idealism, youthful exuberance and the new
medium(s) of connectivity.

And his is the connected generation. His chums from high school
are never more than a click away. Zuccotti was as much about
the new social connections that are now possible, as it was about
the 99%, income inequality and corporate malfeasance.

When we went off to college in the 60's, we often lost touch with
each other until semester break, and often forever. Our rebellion
was also media driven, but by comparison, the media we shared
was primitive, cumbersome and hierarchical. Zuccotti, and the
OWS phenomenon in general, was and continues to be, an
occupation of the new virtual space. Zuccotti was a physical
embodiment of this new socialized media. Everyone connects.

New paradigms of being do not come into the world without a
struggle. They are often covered in blood and screaming for
oxygen. When I gently confronted my son's idealistic enthusiasm,
it became clear that the spirit of Zuccotti was touching something
very deep in him and in those directly involved. Most of my devil's
advocacy in these father/son confrontations was based on my
own experiences with the brutal powers we had challenged  30
or 40 years ago. From my perspective, mostly gleaned from MSM,
Zuccotti had a good deal of The People's Republic of Rock&
Roll about it. It was also clear that despite an initial pretense of
tolerance, Mayor Bloomberg was annoyed and would soon
follow the example of various other cities and under the cover
of darkness, with press excluded, bulldoze Zuccotti into history.

But Hurricane Sandy has changed things, especially coming
on the heals of Katrina, Irene and the growing undeniability of
global climate change. The skill set, cooperation, idealism and
energy embodied by Zuccotti Park and OWS seem so much more
"on the money" than the feckless fat cat bastards that would
have us believe that greed is enough, or that the market will
take of itself.




-----Original Message-----
From: Markekohut <markekohut at yahoo.com>
To: bandwraith <bandwraith at aol.com>
Cc: pynchon -l <pynchon-l at waste.org>
Sent: Sat, Nov 24, 2012 8:41 am
Subject: Re: What Occupy do did did on Wall Street bent over backwards
in the hurricane breeze


Occupy Paranioa....LOVE IT

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On Nov 24, 2012, at 6:50 AM, bandwraith at aol.com wrote:

> Nicely articulated, Sir Joseph, and with o'Trace of genius. And all
> over the world this mornin' everything is, to paraphrase Crocker
> Fenway, in it's proper place: the rich and the poor faux, the have
> and the have nots. Me thinks it's time to rehabilitate the likes of
> Inherent Vice. The latest climate surprises suggest that the planet
> may yet reclaim its beaches, break up the pavement and send the
> paveroverers back to Lemuria, unless "They" figure a way to turn a
> profit on climate change, as "They" do everything else. "They"
> definitely belonging in quotes, here.
>
> If "Occupying" is dwelling in a specific spot at a specific time, then
> it's also a state of mind. Perhaps it's time to take a cue from the
> narrator of GR and learn how to Occupy Paranoia- to view the world
> and its history from what the powers that be would insist is a
> "paranoid perspective," as opposed to Their "channeled view," with
> everything all prefab'd and laid out conveniently to coincide with the
> status quo- everything in its proper place and pre-connected.
>
> It's like Tariq in Doc's office trying to explain how his homeland has
> become a palimpsest- a territory once occupied by his family and
> friends now reduced to barely recognized rubble- only to be
> re-inscribed with the domiciles of Channel View Estates, a creation
> of Mickey Wolfmann. That would be the evil Mickey of ass and real
> estate grabbing fame, as opposed to the more apologetic,
> kibbutznik-like Mickey, of Arrepentimiento. Tariq is very paranoid in
> the conventional sense, and well he should be, for trying to recoup
> monies laid out for weapons in a deal brokered on the basis of his
> particular "gift." That could also be an authorial in-joke concerning
> methods adopted for IV, and the author's paranoia about using
> them, at least when he occupied that same area back in the 60's.
>
> Using Tariq's predicament as an example of how paranoia might
> enhance one's vision- the channeled view would have Mickey as
> just another economic opportunist, following the market, who falls
> victim to some hippie-promoted acid and needs a little rehab.
> From the paranoid pov, however, the possibility of a different
> interpretation arises: How can Mickey create a situation in which
> he's able to displace the locally rooted occupiers of their land for
> his own developement schemes, while simultaneously getting
> paid for acting like he is sorry about it? Or better, how can he get
> subsidized for turning the indigenous into the indigent- a threat to
> the property values of civilized channel viewers everywhere- while
> simultaneously providing new excuses for police enhancement to
> keep them in check? The paranoid view provides answers to its
> own questions, by asking the right ones.
>
> btw, you ain't never gonna save the world eatin' beef, : )
>
>
>
>
> -----Original Message-----
> From: Joseph Tracy <brook7 at sover.net>
> To: P-list List <pynchon-l at waste.org>
> Sent: Fri, Nov 23, 2012 8:54 am
> Subject: What Occupy do did did on Wall Street bent over backwards in
> the hurricane breeze
>
>
> The malign and  and less malign and not some line where the water rose
> and the
> bank notes melted down in the doo do vault. Down in the voodoo salt
and
> the oily
> soily seasmell. Back in 2012 in the first wave when the wall street
> machine was
> stlll holding the line, and lining the vault with fresh doo doo notes
> in the
> days of the empire. I hurt it then when the umpire state called strike
> one. I
> heard the hiss of the acid ocean eating under the bed under the
bedrock
> and the
> occupation came rolling like waves under the bed into their dreams
like
> lions on
> the prowl, likes wolves on the howl, like poison turkeys floating up
> the Hudson,
> like radio waves tuned to trouble.
>
> "There's a sign out on the doorpost, sayin this land is condemned, all
> the way
> from New Orleans Up to Jerusalem"
>
> Dylan shmilan  let's have some killin, Happy hanukah Gaza. Cuz all the
> smart
> guys know the more poison ya got the safer you glow, An baby we got
> mountains of
> it. We'll never run out.  We got prisons the size of countries to keep
> em from
> the holy poison we own. We a solid as a wall.
>
> "There's a kind of flush, all over the world tonight, all over the
> world you can
> hear the sound of sewers too full." The Turdles perform live and dead
> tonight on
> that street that ,  no matter where you are, is near you:
>
> Wall Street. Wall Street. Wall Street. Wall Street. Wall Street. Wall
> Street.
> Wall Street.
> Wall Street. Wall Street. Wall Street. Wall Street. Wall Street. Wall
> Street.
> Wall Street.
>
> Solid. Just Solid.  Some solid solids. Some soiled solids with
> unstoppable
> liquidity.  Serious liquid solids sold and sought and seriously solid.
>
> Wall Street.  Where the solid shit shines with unstoppable liquidity.
> No
> Occupants allowed.  We don't want them soiling our shiny shit. We are
> unoccupied. Completely and fully unoccupied in every serious and solid
> sense of
> unstoppable liquidity.  We own the idea of solid.  We own the zeroes
> piled like
> mountains. The zeroes that are the solid steel bars that line the
> malign and
> hold the prisons that we make with our endless liquidity.
>
> Back in the days before the big waves came
>
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