This letter was dropped anonymously from high rise buildings onto Occupy protesters in Chicago, Illinois. Despite the depressingly misguided nature of the viewpoints and assertions contained within, it is written with passion and sincerity. So it is in response to that passion and sincerity that this counterpoint is offered:
“We are Wall Street. It’s our job to make money. Whether it’s a commodity, stock, bond, or some hypothetical piece of fake paper, it doesn’t matter..”
You are not Wall street. You are customer service representatives of Wall street. You are the raw material consumed by Wall st. and spewed out the other end as useless waste. You make nothing whatsoever, least of all money. You manipulate money, inflate money, funnel money, steal money in bailouts, and of course waste money, always mindlessly waste money.. but never do you make it. The obscenely wealthy banking families that own your industry could be said to make money, but their unsupported fiat currency is becoming more worthless every day so even your owners are proving incompetent at money creation.
“We get up at 5am & work til 10pm or later. We’re used to not getting up to pee when we have a position. We don’t take an hour or more for a lunch break. We don’t demand a union. We don’t retire at 50 with a pension. We eat what we kill, and when the only thing left to eat is on your dinner plates, we’ll eat that too..”
The real owners of Wall st. get up to pee whenever they want. The real owners of Wall st. don’t take lunch breaks because their whole lives are lunch breaks. The real owners of Wall st. sleep as late as they’d like, resting assured that their loyal little pets (that’s you) are hard at work for them day in and day out. You’ve mistaken a patronizing pat on the head by the world’s elite as a warm invite into their club. But take it from us, the 99%, at the very last minute your invitiation will somehow get lost in the mail.
You are correct that you will continue to thoughtlessly consume everything consumable, without any regard for anyone’s wellbeing, even your own. Like a dog too stupid to know when it is full you will continue to eat until your belly explodes and you bleed out. You are sick. You need help.
“Go ahead and continue to take us down, but you’re only going to hurt yourselves. What’s going to happen when we can’t find jobs on the Street anymore? Guess what. We’re going to take yours..”
You say you’ll come after all of our boring little middle class jobs if we successfully dismantle your parasitic industry, and you’ll come after them with the same vicious aggressiveness you’ve already displayed. If history’s any indication, however, it’s far more likely that many of you will kill yourselves rather than be humbled and begin living decently. A good many more of you will simply go insane, living out of the backs of your broken down BMWs rather than come to terms with your new circumstances and “get a job” like you so callously suggest we the 99% do. It still hasn’t occurred to you that there are thousands of people outside your window because you’ve destroyed those jobs you expect us to find.
Like one of the real owners of Wall street, John D Rockefeller once said, competition is a sin. And you are the hopeless sinner.