In a cartoonish caricature of himself, columnist Paul Krugman, of the NYT, has written a rambling and unfocused apology for the incoherence of the Occupy Wall Street comedy, in a lame attempt to steal the energy of the mindless mob. Borrowing the first two lines from a popular 1967 song, by Stills of Buffalo Springfield, Krugman begins his clownish attempt of a unifying message for the mob by clumsily injecting his personal prejudices in a vague but obvious method, thereby parroting a nonexistent voice of leadership to the rebellion without direction, by offering some helpful if flaccid finger pointing.
There’s something happening here. What it is ain’t exactly clear, but we may, at long last, be seeing the rise of a popular movement that, unlike the Tea Party, is angry at the right people.
By employing the first line of the first verse, as his opening sentence, Krugman accomplished considerably more than in the entirety of his uninspiring article. The first sentence reads, “There’s something happening here”; indeed, there is the potential for a mob, a mob without direction or intellect to guide it in a particular direction. A point illustrated by the second line of the song and this phrase of the second sentence, “What it is ain’t exactly clear,” this was the high watermark of Krugman’s article and with a nice closing sentence, it could have been considered a great article. For the true purpose of the OWS movement and of Krugman “ain’t exactly clear” isn’t exactly clear, except for the efforts of the Left to co-opt a movement without a message as a populist movement of their own to counter the concise and effective message of the TEA Party.
Paranoia strikes deep and it is hard to counter a message that resonates clearly with the public and cuts dangerously close to the corrupt and incompetent heart of the Democrat movement like a razor sharp blade between the ribs working ever closer to that same heart.
If we analyze that first verse further, we see why Krugman pulled up early with his metaphor: “I think it’s time we stop, children, what’s that sound? Everybody look what’s going down.” While the first two lines were an alliteration of Krugman’s covert premise, the last two lines illustrate the pathetic and impotent nature of a movement without direction.
There’s something happening here.
What it is ain’t exactly clear.
There’s a man with a gun over there,
Telling me I got to beware.
I think it’s time we stop, children, what’s that sound?
Everybody look what’s going down.
The most glaring inconsistency of the OWS mob is not that they fail to note the corruption and greed of Wall Street, no they are obviously upset with the corruption of Wall Street, but they fail to note the symbiotic relationship of that same greed and corruption of Wall Street with Obama, the messiah of Socialism. Of course Obama campaigned on a platform of ending this corruption and of correcting the injustices inflicted upon the common man, but remember, he sends young people text messages when the elections are on the horizon, a real reason to vote for the man.
The second verse could have been used more effectively by Krugman, but we are here to bury him not to help him. For “There’s battle lines being drawn;” unfortunately, when we look at the overwhelming whining of the young protesters, the common complaint of oppressive student loans comes through quite clearly.
Now why are there problems with student loans? Sympathy from a man who worked as a welder at night and a horse shoer on weekends to go to college during the week won’t be forthcoming, for he who has seen the carefree attitude of the non-disciplined college student who wasted time and money on degrees that benefited no one in particular and can be contemptuous of those who have time and resources to attend protests during college as if they were rock concerts.
Yet, people stand in line to attend college, partially to avoid responsibility, adulthood, and that ever looming dark cloud called work; all justified by the Peter Pan syndrome of avoidance of work and a mature life. To what purpose do they attend these colleges, the observer is bound to ask, oh, but to prepare them for some non-dirtying of the hands type job that will allow them to repay their student loans quickly and join that same society they are now condemning. To acquire a home, a mate, two SUVs or tin cans on wheels according to their moral compass, these are the goals, but because of this damned economy and the fact that Obama can’t manage to transform us into a Socialist Utopia, their dreams seem unobtainable.
Yes, “Young people speaking their minds,” right after having the last parental diapers of protection pulled is at the heart of the matter, they are quick to bemoan their woes while reaching out to commiserate their misery in a mournful dirge of despair, “Nobody’s right if everybody’s wrong.” The collective grief and anguish pleas find little sympathy among those with forty years of work behind them, who now face the loss of everything. Many of whom have never had the opportunity to gambol about on one of the country clubs of senseless and impractical learning, in a magical time warp of leisure and social excess; being faced with that ever nagging force of increasing principles on student loans and the inevitable hopelessness of a job search during an Obama Economy and the very real possibility that potential employers might not regard them with the same esteem they feel they deserve for working so hard at a degree that is considered by many employers to be of dubious value in the mean world of reality. Therefore, the whole country should, “look what’s going down,” the world is being mean to them; mommy and daddy didn’t prepare them for this life, not the cold hard realities of this life. The realities of actually holding down a job instead of the hedonism of a continual search for improvement and self-awareness are not exactly why they attended these expensive universities.
There’s battle lines being drawn.
Nobody’s right if everybody’s wrong.
Young people speaking their minds,
Getting so much resistance from behind.
It’s time we stop, hey, what’s that sound?
Everybody look what’s going down.
Krugman’s liberalism needs virtuous zealots to carry forth the banners of Socialism, so what if they are nonsensical and witless poets in rags; they are taking a stand and God knows there are precious few willing to stand with Obama these days.
From Krugman’s feeble attempt at subversion, he uses the classic three part play to illustrate his anemic and pathetic plea:
In the first act, bankers took advantage of deregulation to run wild (and pay themselves princely sums), inflating huge bubbles through reckless lending. In the second act, the bubbles burst — but bankers were bailed out by taxpayers, with remarkably few strings attached, even as ordinary workers continued to suffer the consequences of the bankers’ sins. And, in the third act, bankers showed their gratitude by turning on the people who had saved them, throwing their support — and the wealth they still possessed thanks to the bailouts — behind politicians who promised to keep their taxes low and dismantle the mild regulations erected in the aftermath of the crisis.
I seem to remember Obama bailing out the bankers with obscene amounts of taxpayer dollars, Krugman must have run short of ink or he would have mentioned that inconvenient fact. Is it convenient to leave out how Rubin rewrote the bank rules and of Obama’s declaration that the banks were too big to fail? Let’s not mention that Cuomo made predatory lending legal. It is awkward to mention that Clinton opted not to regulate derivatives. The Occupy Wall Street group will become confused if they know that Democrats securitized the bogus loans at Fannie and Freddy. That Goldman and Sachs, Obama’s main corporate supported and one of the beneficiaries of obscene amounts of Obama’s stimulus, packaged and sold worthless debt as high value securities. All made possible, because they own Obama. No these are inconvenient facts, it is far better not let the crowd suffer from Aristotle’s anagnorisis described so well in “Poetic’s” as the instant when ignorance gives way to truth. No Krugman is perfectly willing to pimp for the Democrat Party and lie to the mob, telling them what he thinks they want to hear while the potential for rage over perceived social injustice increases. Little do these people of little cerebral capacity or experience realize that all of middle class America is suffering under the imposition of the Socialist Regime of Obama; they may rightly feel they have no future, the overwhelming majority is watching their lifetime investments of work and money eroding away into oblivion. Krugman implores them to jump on board and complete the transformation of America into a Socialist Dystopia and guarantee they will never have a chance of success, but an opportunity of collective mediocrity.
Krugman tries to soothe the savage beast that resides within the heart of every mob and expresses the oft-repeated premise of the Elite that guides every Useful Idiot and mindless lemming hiding within the collective of the faithful.
A better critique of the protests is the absence of specific policy demands. It would probably be helpful if protesters could agree on at least a few main policy changes they would like to see enacted. But we shouldn’t make too much of the lack of specifics. It’s clear what kinds of things the Occupy Wall Street demonstrators want, and it’s really the job of policy intellectuals and politicians to fill in the details.
How reassuring to those who sleep on the side walks, intellectuals and politicians will show the way just trust in us: “It’s clear what kinds of things the Occupy Wall Street demonstrators want, and it’s really the job of policy intellectuals and politicians to fill in the details.”
For the witless Useful Idiots who were laughed at by Stalin, theirs is not to think, but to follow the whims of intellectuals and politicians, forget those ridiculous attempts at eduction and knowledge, lest you suffer a crippling attack of anagnorisis and be of little or no use to the movement, for if ignorance gives way to truth the movement will be doomed. Remember the words to the song:
What a field day for the heat.
A thousand people in the street,
Singing songs and carrying signs,
Mostly say, “Hooray for our side.”
It’s time we stop, hey, what’s that sound?
Everybody look what’s going down.
“A thousand people in the street, Singing songs and carrying signs, Mostly say ‘Hooray for our side’.” This is all you need to do, trust in the Elites and we will grant you a life and guide you through the dark scary forest of life.
Fortunately, the Left and the New York Times has intellectual lightweights like Krugman for guidance; otherwise, the country could be in far worse shape with the mounting anger of our worsening economic situation being directed at the party that has controlled approximately one fourth of the legislative government, for nine months, rather the party that controls the Executive and the Senate and controlled it all for two years of this debacle. Yes rather than ridicule our opposition we should be thankful they are so clueless in the arena of ideas.
A professional horseman for over 50 years, Skook continues to work with horses. Skook has finished an historical novel, Fifty Thousand Years, that traces a mitochondrial line of DNA from 50,000 years ago to the present. The story follows a line of courageous women, from the Ice Ages to the present, as they meet the challenges of survival with grit and creativity. These are not women who whimper of being victims, they meet the challenges of survival as women who use their abilities without excuses or remorse, these women are winners, they are our ancestors.