It was four years ago today that Occupy Wall Street set up their tents and began agitating in the privately owned Zuccotti Park in Lower Manhattan, and like a zombie plague, occupiers were squatting in various places across the nation in the following months.
They gave us such memorable terms as “up twinkles” and heroic figures such as the occu-pooper.
If you were fortunate enough to stay out of nasal range of these filthy losers, here’s a video of a former citizen of the Soviet Union visiting the besieged park and quizzing the Occu-airheads on their practical knowledge of Socialism.
Self proclaimed 1% Peter Schiff went out to try to talk sense to the protestors, who were all as brain-addled and incoherent as you’d expect.
So where’s the movement (and I mean that in the most scatological way) today? What’s the lasting legacy that comes from the 99% of the stupidest people in the nation.
Why a bunch of lawsuits against the City of New York going back to when the police finally cleared them out.
I remember how both the Neo-Nazis and and the Communists supported them.
‘Remember these jerks?’
I’d rather not, thanks.
And from the powers that be, they got carte blanche to rape, make mayhem, spread clap, O.D., publicly defecate, urinate, as well as f’ing & s’ing on display at will.
They stunk, had scabies, lice, and parted their cheeks on police cars.
… and for the first time in months sofas in basements across the land were empty.
Those who forget the past are doomed to repeat it.
Don’t forget those *up twinkles*.