So, it was only a matter of time before Vice magazine, the arbiters of all things desperately cutting edge, would deign to make some kind of commentary on Occupy Wall Street. Align themselves with the 99 percent–an earnest movement aimed at bringing forth a more equitable model of wealth and social justice? Forget it. Instead, the Terry Richardson-loving, snark-crackling mag went and staged an “American Psycho”-themed fashion shoot at Zuccotti Park, embedding well-coiffed male models among real-life protesters. And as if that weren’t offensive and sigh-inducing enough, the irony-blasting folks had one model sporting this “suck 1 percent of my dick” sign. Rather tacky, no? [Vice]
Late last night, I got an email from a Frisky reader studying at the University of California at Davis. She was writing to bring to my attention an incident that had occurred on campus in which police officers pepper sprayed, at close range, students involved in demonstration in support of Occupy Wall Street. Having followed (and been involved in) OWS, I already knew about the incident, but was moved by the reader’s email, which was filled with anger and sadness at what had happened at her school. As you can see in the video above, the students were seated and had linked arms, a passive indicator of peaceful civil disobedience. They were then systematically sprayed in the eyes and, according to reports, into their mouths. A few were hospitalized; hours later, some were still coughing up blood. Keep reading »
Last night, I went with my mom to the Occupy Wall Street protest at Foley Square in Lower Manhattan and then marched to the Brooklyn Bridge with 30,000+ other participants. It was awesome. One of the coolest things about the event was the “bat-signal”-esque OWS messages that were projected against the nearby Verizon building. They said, in sequence:
99% / MIC CHECK! / LOOK AROUND / YOU ARE A PART / OF A GLOBAL UPRISING / WE ARE A CRY / FROM THE HEART / OF THE WORLD / WE ARE UNSTOPPABLE / ANOTHER WORLD IS POSSIBLE / HAPPY BIRTHDAY / #OCCUPY MOVEMENT / OCCUPY WALL STREET / [list of cities, states and countries] / OCCUPY EARTH / WE ARE WINNING / IT IS THE BEGINNING OF THE BEGINNING / DO NOT BE AFRAID / LOVE.
But who was responsible for the projections and where, exactly, were they projecting them from? Well, BoingBoing has an interview with the guy behind the projects, Mark Read, and he says that he set up his bat-signal projector in the home of a single mom who lives in city housing directly across from “that big monolithic structure.” Her name is Denise Vega. Keep reading »
Why shouldn’t Jay-Z — a man firmly entrenched in the 1 percent as any — be able to profit off of the Occupy Wall Street foment that’s taken over the country? That, I suppose, was the thinking behind his Rocawear label’s “Occupy All Streets” T-shirt, which was, said a statement from the company, “a way of reminding people that there is change to be made everywhere, not just on Wall Street.” I mean, ”What better way to show your support for the Occupy Wall Street Movement than with a dope tee?” read a post from the Rocawear blog. And it’s only $22 a pop! (None of which goes to the Occupy movement.) It seems someone over at ye olde Rocawear finally smartened up and realized that perhaps it was in poor taste to capitalize off a movement that — at its very core — aims to upend the capitalist system. This past weekend, any mention of the shirts was removed from the Rocawear site (which means they’ll probably go for hundreds of dollars on eBay now). [NYMag.com]
“Breaking Bad”‘s Walter White might just be a hero for the Occupy Wall Street movement. After all, he’s a perfect example of a guy whose health insurance wouldn’t cover his medical treatment, forcing him to pick up a little “side job” in order to make ends meet. Sure, there’s that whole meth problem, but … oh wait, nevermind. [The Daily What]
Okay, not really. But wouldn’t it be awesome if this clearly-Photoshopped image of Big Willie was real? I think everything in life can be debated via the opening rhymes of “The Fresh Prince of Bel Air,” don’t you? Carlton for the rebuttal?