Occupy Wall Street has moved well beyond the outer limits of Manhattan and is now the global sensation, followed by inevitable chatter about what this means amid a fresh, new recession. Perhaps, for the first time since the Arab spring revolutions, there is a nagging sense that this could be something bigger and much more troublesome. No one wants to say it – right now it’s just “whining 20-something, middle-class White kids” afraid of being jobless.
It’s only the sense rather than a full blown conversation at the moment.
But, you can’t ignore it: the brand itself forebodes something ominous. The word “Occupy” reminds one of Israeli troops occupying the Gaza Strip. It’s so hostile. Comparisons to a softer civil rights movement are a bit off. You’re talking about many thousands of people in multiple places with little to lose. The lexicon in this movement already hints at a mass flare-up over the horizon. It’s aggressive. It’s angry. It’s fed-up. It’s the unapologetic scream and middle-finger on blast – a collective “stick-it-to-the-man” that one can easily predict will make everyone else miss the Tea Party.