So, yeah. If I paid a few grand a month for an apartment on Wall Street and a broke-down tent slum popped up on my doorstep, I’d be annoyed. And I imagine that once a few people set up camp, it wasn’t long before some unshowered hippie started strumming his acoustic guitar and singing “Michael, Row the Boat Ashore” at 4 a.m. That would piss me off. And if one of those people wanted to come into my house to use the bathroom, I’d probably be terrified. But with all its inconveniences and annoyances, I’d still have to support the Occupy Movement.
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