Running, rushing, running to meet Ed at St. Paul’s, we turn the corner and are standing in the middle of Occupy London. This is the first Occupy we are seeing in person. The media are calling them the “anti-capitalist protesters.”
There is a place of worship here and a kitchen. There are children and dogs. I saw an actual piano. For a little while, these people will occupy in order to create their own society where the laws are posted on a signs for everyone to see. Where war is not the answer.
I think: A More Perfect Union.
But, it will never last. Already the occupied country is growing weary of these usurpers. Soon, they will send in the police.
