I hope you have as many lovably crazy folks around you as you need.

The newsmen finally accepted their role as microphones.

How do you know who you are?

Only a politician could say, with complete earnestness, that he or she agrees with and generally supports the very people he or she has just dispatched armed riot police to attack and disperse by surprise in the middle of the night. Apparently the Occupy Wall Street bases were attempting to provide food and shelter, as well as libraries and involvement, to poor people who showed up. I guess it’s safer and more convenient to warehouse the poor far away from the discussion.

How do to keep yourself out of trouble?

What do you need to be doing, most of anything?

What is our one demand?

Great plans, laid to waste by great plannings.

Being around people with a high sense of entitlement starts out fun, but soon you notice that they also feel entitled to you.

You can pick your leaders, you can choose the crowds you mingle in. And when they laugh and cheer at death, and righteously puff their chests at things that should cause us all shame, you can ask yourself what you are doing with them.