Breaking of the Fellowship
Portland is home, for now. Is the heart here? Arguably. But it is where Marcus is. Where Marcus is is his home, arguably. Though an abode for the Marcus doesn’t currently exist the job is feeding him some monies. The last place of residence, a Portland city park, had just been busted up by the cops. City administration could possibly be doing the movement a service. The homelessness and junkies making a disproportioned presence reasonably filled the mayor’s mind with doubt. The Occupiers are being fired in the furnace. Serious activists won’t be deterred. Only more individuals are considering the cause. Funnily, I’m materially confined to be a homeless wage slave until I can find a more permanent living situation. Politics are an unaffordable luxury. No no no, vive la revolution! Housing to come. Go humans! Go 99%!