Holed up in a redwood forest on the Northern California coast, the nearest McDonald’s two hours away, I clicked through to some photos of Occupy Wall Street protestors in New York City, and saw that one of their signs displayed in big block letters 46 words that I wrote! They’re being held aloft by an attractive 20-something blond woman I’ve never met before.
This is the story of how they got there — or at least the small part of it I know, which is all that’s required to see why it could only happen now, and how political engagement in America is changing.
(via The Atlantic)