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The Philadelphia Fraternal Order of Police would very much like to oust retired police captain Ray Lewis from the police union because of his involvement in the Occupy protests. The FOP has accused Captain Lewis of “not respecting” the uniform by wearing it at protests, and wants to see him kicked out and stripped of his pension and benefits.

I happened to be standing very close to Captain Lewis when he was arrested in New York last November, and took video of his arrest. During the time I was there, I never saw him act in any way that would discredit his uniform or the Philly PD, nor did he ever present himself as anything other than what he was - a retired cop expressing his personal point of view. He was a dignified, calming presence at the protests and his graceful act of civil disobedience rightly won him the immediate admiration of everyone in the crowd. There is no doubt in my mind that his actions, far from disgracing his service, actually raised it in the estimation of many people there.

Voltaire’s biographer, Evelyn Hall, famously summarized the French philosopher’s beliefs with the phrase: “I disapprove of what you say, but I will defend to the death your right to say it.” The Fraternal Order of Police’s attitude might be better summed up as “I disapprove of what you say, and I intend to punish you for daring to say it.”

Photographs from the November 17th Occupy Wall Street demonstration in New York.

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In Doris Lessing’s novel, “The Good Terrorist”, there is a passage where she describes two of her characters coming back to their squat “smiling, and glowing with that special look of the successful demonstrator”. I often think of that when I go to demonstrations in Western democracies, such as November 17th’s Occupy Wall Street demo. Whatever the issues, there’s almost always a kind of manifest enjoyment shared by many of those taking part, derived perhaps from a feeling of shared purpose and community and taking part in an adventure that carries some risk of bruises or the inconvenience and discomfort of arrest, but offers opportunities to vent your righteous anger and be duly outraged at the behavior of the police and their shadowy masters. It feels like fun, and it is.

Critics of the Occupy Wall Street movement have been quick to play up this aspect of protest in liberal democracies. Because the risks are low - no one’s going to be ‘disappeared’ by the secret police, or shot from the rooftops by masked snipers - it’s easy to paint the protesters as hobbyist revolutionaries, unwashed kids and permanently-discontented neo-hippies who we’re not obliged to take seriously. The mainstream media, while feigning impartiality, drops continuous hints that the protesters are disorganized, incoherent and, above all, unrepresentative. Nothing to see here, move along. Conservatives go further still, seeing them all as Marxists (or Democrats, which in their minds amounts to the same thing). One particularly over-heated right-winger that I saw described them as “OWS thugs”, and implied that any discourse with these people was best conducted with nightsticks, if not bayonets.

Discredit the messenger, discredit the message. If you paint OWS as dirty hippies, you don’t have to listen to what they’re saying. (In fairness, liberal sections of the media managed to avoid considering whether the Tea Party might have a valid argument or two by painting them all as scary but comical rednecks and racists: turnabout is, I guess, fair play). There’s a handy Catch-22 at work: if you have the time to occupy Wall Street, you obviously don’t have a job, and if you don’t have a job, then you’re obviously not qualified to speak on … well, anything. Meanwhile, of course, most of those who do have jobs are trying to keep them. Their absence from the protests is taken as assent to the status quo, rather than as another indicator of how precarious our economic situation is.

Portraying OWS as immature, work-shy, naive, politically-suspect or unrepresentative is handy, not just for those with vested interests in the status quo, but for anyone who wants to find an excuse for their own apathy. Just remember that by the time the people you say you’ll be willing to accept as ‘representative’ finally descend into the streets, we’ll be in the late stages of a full-on revolution. Be careful what you wish for.

The message that we’re all working so hard to ignore is best summed up in the words of one famous sign carried by an OWS protester, which simply read “Shit is fucked-up and bullshit”. Rather than being inarticulate, it’s actually a succinct summary of what’s wrong: pretty much everything. In the eyes of the people who sympathize with OWS, our political and economic system is fundamentally broken - “fucked-up” - and riddled with dishonesty and corruption - “bullshit”.

If you need more specific examples, it’s not hard to find them. You could point to the way that the US has squandered vast sums on unnecessary and poorly-managed foreign adventures. You could point to the economic devastation wrought by financial speculators who, far from suffering the consequences of their actions, were promptly rescued by the government with lavish helpings of taxpayer money. You could point to the fact that politicians seem as deaf to the concerns of ordinary people as they are responsive to the whims of corporations and the wealthy. You could point to a political process virtually paralyzed by ideologically-driven partisan infighting, to the accelerating growth of a surveillance state, to our total inability to do anything rational about environmental issues or healthcare. Shit is indeed fucked-up and bullshit. Whatever the different signs may say, the root issue is just one thing: a fundamental crisis of confidence in the US economic and political system. And while you might not be prepared to accept the underwashed tent-dwelling drum-battering hippies of Zuccotti Park as your spokespeople, you’d be wrong to assume that they don’t matter. Think of them as the canary in the coal mine: the discontent and loss of confidence in our basic structures goes much deeper than that.

Occasionally, people suggest that OWS and the Tea Party might make common cause. Unless there’s a sea-change in the way American politics works, I can’t see that happening. The psychologies of the people who make up the two movements are too different: they viscerally distrust each other for reasons that might reasonably be described as tribal. But what’s significant is that both movements represent rejections of the established political parties and the prevailing political system. They’re not so much radicals as they are people who have fundamentally lost faith in the possibility of progress through the current system.

You could probably say the same thing about the Founding Fathers.

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Retired Philadelphia police captain Ray Lewis being arrested for an act of civil disobedience at Pine and Nassau, New York.

Video by Angus McIntyre

Captain Ray Lewis at OWS

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“Retired Philadelphia Police Captain Ray Lewis was in Zuccotti Park last night with the Occupy Wall Street protesters. Mr. Lewis showed up in uniform …
The New York Observer, “Former Philadelphia Police Captain Ray Lewis Joins With Occupy Wall Street Protesters.”

I suddenly love Philadelphia, for giving us this person.

Captain Lewis was arrested by the NYPD about four feet away from me this morning. Everybody in the crowd cheered him as the police led him away.

Definitely a class act.

Source: inothernews

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Watching the Occupy Wall Street protests, I find myself thinking of Fabrizio de André’s complicated 1973 concept album, “La Storia di un Impiegato” (‘The History of an Employee’). In the album, the title character, unsettled by reflecting on the student protests of May 1968, rejects his own comfortable existence and attempts to strike a blow against the establishment - which is unaffected. The album closes with his realization that individual actions count for nothing; only collective actions can be effective.

“Il Canzone di Maggio” (‘The Song of May [1968]’), in which the student protesters address the indifferent middle-classes, isn’t my favorite song on the album. It’s more strident and less lyrical than many of the others. But it seems the most relevant to current events.

The Song of May 1968

Fabrizio de André

Even if our May
did without your courage
If fear of watching
Made you bow your heads
If the fire spared
Your family car
Even if you believe yourselves absolved
You are, all the same, involved.

And if you told yourselves
“Nothing is happening
The factories will reopen
They’ll arrest a few students”
Believing that it was all a game
That we wouldn’t play for long
Try your best to believe yourselves absolved
You are, all the same, involved.

Even if you slammed your doors
In our faces
The night that the “panthers”
Bit our arses
Leaving us, in good conscience,
To get slaughtered on the sidewalks
Even if you don’t give a shit now
That night, you were there too.

And if in your neighborhood
Everything is just like the day before
Without the barricades
Without the wounded and the grenades
If you took at face value
The ‘truths’ of the television
Even if you believe yourselves absolved
You are, all the same, involved.

And if you believe now
That everything is as it was before
Because you’ve voted once again
For security and discipline
Convinced that you’ve driven away
The fear of change
We’ll see your doors again
And we’ll shout louder still

As much as you think yourselves absolved
You are, forever, involved

As much as you think yourselves absolved
You are, forever, involved