Occupy LA

I was up in LA on Thursday for a meeting.  As I biked from my friend Heather’s house in Echo Park to Downtown I noticed that there were no fewer than six helicopters hovering somewhere above the middle of my route.  Then I put it together, it was the second month anniversary of the Occupy movement and there was going to be a large scale push that day from coast to coast.  It was surreal biking all alone downtown on closed off streets through police barricades with the towering skyscrapers of financial corporations all above me.  When I joined up with the Occupiers I felt both allied and alienated with these people.  It was the Occupiers, the police, and me – all of us trying to figure out what this movement and ourselves are all about.