Sunday was spent at Occupy Sacramento. I don’t think I did anything world-shaking except to lend my voice and presence to a group of people who were there on our behalf. I felt good, knowing I, too, was showing I care about this country. I felt good, being among such empowered people.
People were of all ages. What impressed me most was the range of age from young children to the elderly who even came in wheelchairs, walkers and canes. I met a couple who looked like people who had come from church; they were from Citrus Heights. I met another couple from Davis. So if anyone wanted to judge us by how we looked, dressed or sounded, they would have been off the mark. We were all there to be heard as citizens of our country who wished for equality and justice, as perceived by our Forefathers.
A friend told me yesterday how they dressed in pearls and suits in the 70′s so the public would not brush them off as hippies. That era is gone. Our voices are being heard without being judge by our packaging.
It was most gratifying to see the elderly. What could their presence mean, but to want our young people to inherit a better world. They feel a moral obligation and duty to leave a world where our young people will no longer need to Occupy any city except to celebrate. We have seen it damaged almost beyond hope. The elderly so want to leave a world that can stand up to our Constitution and they can’t do it alone. How do I know this? Because I am one of them.
I also applaud the younger generation at Occupying Sacramento and all the cities in our world. To those who judge, ”the young don’t care.” go down to your Occupy city. It doesn’t have to be at Wall St. and your heart will deeply be touched or even broken to see how the young together with the elderly, joined forces to bring about change.
When I saw people drive by to drop off food and cash, I felt weepy. There are many ways to show support and there are hundreds who are doing just this. There are more than one way to stop the evil and bring on the good. Sometimes we need to begin at the humanity level before we are heard at those places where we chose people to represent us.