The 99 Percent

I am one of the 99%. We make much less than the $350,000/year to be a 1 percenter.

I am writing this to clarify what we are protesting. Because apparently, "it isn't clear."

We protest corporations now being people, and the 1% having far too much leverage to control law making, politics and the media. We protest that the bankers and finance "wunderkinds" that nearly destroyed the economy STILL have not to face any repercussions, and are enjoying the millions and billions in bonuses they got AFTER we bailed them out. We protest that the regulations to make sure they can't do it again are STILL not in place, and that the 1% is lobbying to get even less regulation, falsely claiming that "this is strangling our ability to make jobs" despite all evidence to the contrary. The 1 percenters are not job creators that for some reason should not be fairly taxed like the rest of us. They took their Bush Tax cuts and DID NOT create new jobs with them in the past 10 years, and it's not going to happen if we give them more at the expense of people in the bottom 30%.

This is what we are protesting. If you do not understand that, or if it is not clear, then you must pay better attention and get your head out of your arse.

I am not able to be one of the many doing the occupying, but I support those who are. There are far more of us than them, and if anyone lifts a hand or a club to people who are peacefully protesting, we will be out there, because the economic and political injustice is real. There are too many people suffering. Our nation was not founded to be for the rich and by the rich, but for the people and by the people. To be claiming anything else is truly unAmerican.

October Awesomeness

September always feels ripe in possibilities, October is when to start putting the new plans in motion. New Year's resolutions have nothing on the beginning of the school year for determination, no matter how old you are.

When I was a teen, the beginning of the school year was a chance to try being whole different person, a better person, a different person than I was the year before. It was like hitting "reset." Some year's personalities were better than others. I learned to love fresh starts in the fall.

Once again I am hitting another reset, and moving from one role toward another. I am no longer an at-home mom with an unusual set of side businesses, but moving toward exploring possibilities of making a difference for a small company. It's exciting.

Outside, my garden looks like hell, but it's still producing. It has been a casualty of my new schedule. The trees are about to hit their best colors, and the weather report is predicting a full week of fall perfection.

I am as excited as a school kid, because change can be so cool.