Idiots, miscreants, goobers and the naive. To them, their ennui with the mundane life of work is intolerable. They prefer the halls of liberal education, the money-laden trees of public subsistence and the occasional protest filled with vehement bravado and misplaced importance on their effect.
Symbolism over substance. They attack the physical icons of power - Wall Street, yet they do not realize that power is spread over the collective electronic ether across the globe. In truth, the centroid of the power could be located in Boondock Oklahoma. It would be interesting to see how they would protest there. Would they tip cows? Run the only red light in town? Moreover, how the hell would they get there without mass transit? Hitchhike? I’d think that would be a homecoming call for all the serial hitchhiker murderers across this land.....all of them - meaningless puffs.
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Now, now, everyone knows “cow tipping” is a rural legend! My coworker tried to convince me that’s what he did in high school late at night and got shot at by the farmer but the sheer physics make it nearly impossible.
Anyway, watching these trust fund babies throw their tantrums in the middle of Wall Street is deja vu all over again just like in 1968. I kinda went the opposite way that same year and just now retired from the military.
Nothing’s changed except the Iphones. They probably still subsist on Cocoa Puffs like before. A bunch of overprivileged little idiots, one generation after another. Still a good place to pick up easy chicks, though.