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  • I haven't seen any Occupy stamps or stickers in St. Louis, where I live. And the only subways we have here are the kind that serve sandwiches. So on a recent trip to Brooklyn for graduate work, it was fun to spot the little artifacts... like the stamps on this sign. I stared at the tiny fists of rage while waiting for the train. Of course the Occupy movement is using the word to mean taking control of something out of protest.

    The train whooshed up through the tunnel, and squealed to a stop. As I stepped through the scratched silver doors and found a seat, I started to think of other meanings of occupy... like to keep (someone) busy and active, to reside in, to employ, to fill.

    Being somewhat removed from the action (since I live in the middle of the country) I resolved to start with my own heart. It's not fair that the horrible one percent (greedy bastards like Saddness, Loss and Fear) is controlling so much of the wealth. There's no good excuse for their undue influence. I'm going to camp out in the park that is my heart for as long as it takes to make this point.
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