A few weeks ago, there were stories all over the web and the TV that told of the Occupy Movement. Most of those stories told of a large number of brave souls who occupied Wall Street in New York as well as outdoor areas in Washington DC and points west, amid cold weather and even being arrested for their passive protests. The movement has been lost from the headlines, no more truly evident than what happened to me recently.
For no particular reason, I ended up driving to work the other day. When I drive, I walk about a mile from the parking lot to the building and pass through Legislative Plaza here in Downtown Nashville. As I turned the corner to enter the plaza, I was struck by a number of tents sprinkled about the plaza. In truth, I had forgotten that these soles were carrying the torch, as it were, for the Occupy Movement here in Nashville. I took the time to capture the sleeping protesters' tents there in the predawn light (that's why it's so dark) and went on my way to work, renewed by their tenacity and my own brief brush with their place in history.
You might think that would have been the end of it. I write a bit about the 1% versus the 99%, post my photo and eat some donuts. My little blog fades much like the memory of the Occupy movement and we all go back to our jobs. But, as luck would have it, no such luck.
Today I headed out to take a new picture of the protest with the bright sun shining high overhead. I wanted to add a bit more to this blog entry about the movement and a fresh photo seemed appropriate. I caught this shot as I first entered the plaza during lunch
Then I moved to take a couple of other photos, and made a rather shocking discovery. What I discovered showed a side of the movement that tainted it. I was disappointed in the way in which the protesters took care of, or rather DIDN'T care for the area in which they pitched their tents. Take a look.
As you can see, the protesters left things a bit...uh...messy. These two shots were taken without moving any more than turning in place, and these were not the only evidence of such trashy treatement. Styrofoam take out containers, wrappers from junk food, even forgotten clothing and such were tossed about like leaves in a fall windstorm. I was shocked and somewhat taken aback. Do these protesters think that being a part of a protest gives them the power to allow litter like this? Is it part of the protest to leave litter about in such a fashion? What gives them the right to treat our public areas like this?
It may not be a very Suthun thing, and counter to the usual low key humor I usually write, but it got to me, and I would hope that it gets to you too. I'd like to print this out and post it on each of those tents. Sure, the 1% controls 99% of the world money, but we each control 100% of our own litter. That came out a bit odd, but you catch the drift.
I care about the movement, I care about the protest. I also care about litter.
I just want them to clean it up.