Yesterday I watched in dumbstruck awe as tens of thousands gathered in New York City and throughout our nation for a day of action, commencing with a demonstration in the financial district and culminating in a nice little stroll by more than 30,000 across the Brooklyn Bridge (and other bridges around the country).
The significance of these events has still not quite set in. It is clear that this movement is not going away. Other than that, the moment is simply too large for me to grasp.
Remember those images from the Arab Spring? Tens of thousands rose up against military dictatorships and toppled them by their mere refusal to be obedient any longer.
As nearly as I can reckon, this is like that.
Full Coverage From OccupyWallSt.org: November 17: Historic Day of Action for the 99%.



Under cover of darkness, with short warning, on orders directly from Mayor Bloomberg, the New York Police Department moved into Liberty Plaza around one o’clock this morning in full riot gear, with bulldozers, sound cannons and tear gas. What followed was a violent, wantonly destructive and illegal eviction of the Occupy Wall Street protestors.
My wife gave me a Kindle on my birthday back in September, and I’ve been thoroughly enjoying the device. It’s very nearly the perfect thing for someone who spends a lot of time reading, and I find that I make more time to read as I have more content at hand on the device. I grab it as I’m walking out the door to go just about anywhere, and can usually steal a few moments away to read something of value while waiting in the van to pick up my daughter from school or such.
