John on October 29, 2011 at 1:09 am
There is the international Occupy movement and then there is the stuff that really matters in life. And by stuff I mean weed:
By the time the General Assembly was ready to meet at 7:30 p.m., things were unraveling. A large group, made up almost entirely of men, stood in a circle denouncing the General Assembly and their efforts to “police” the camp, particularly regarding drinking or smoking weed. Anyone who spoke in favor of a code of conduct was aggressively booed.
In other words, they gave the GA the treatment usually reserved for the cops.
Adding to the morass were four different men looping in and out of the circle, each armed with his own megaphone, shouting their own grievances and rhetoric.
In the land of consensus, he who holds the megaphone is king.
When a runner from the General Assembly made the announcement that they would begin the meeting, he was thunderously shouted down, then someone yelled out “The GA is dead!” and the crowd erupted in both celebration and shock: “We don’t want you or your fucking procedure!”
At which point the GA member learned what it felt like to be a cop surrounded by anarchist idiots.
One male protester, in an army helmet and no shirt, cried out as shoving matches erupted between several groups of men. The young man who was leading the informal group yelled: “This is the People’s Forum! There are no committees, there are no rules, everyone gets to speak. Get in a circle! GET IN A CIRCLE!” A majority of the crowd abided, although they were openly chastised when the circle took on non-circle shapes.
Aaaand mark. It took them one month to go from anarcho-socialist paradise to tyranny.
A facilitator from the General Assembly tried one last time to get the group’s attention through a call-and-response tactic. He was shouted down by two men, one of whom was shouting directly in his ear. Then it was announced that there would be two minutes of drumming.
All we need now is some goose-stepping.
The loud thumping gave way to spastic dancing and eventually some primal bellowing.
I think I saw this in a book called Where the Wild Things Are.
The People’s Forum held to their pledge to not have time limits or committees. Some people spoke for twenty minutes at a time.
I’m sure that was riveting stuff!
In the three hours that they commandeered the steps of City Hall, the People’s Forum denounced enforcing any code of conduct, cheered “ending the disease of perfectionism,”
The People’s Forum has a fever and the only prescription is more bong hits per capita.
…spoke about inequality in the camp and outside, and, for the most part, thoroughly trashed the General Assembly.
So that’s it. Occupy LA faces a coup over weed and the GA/organizers are powerless to stop it.
The GA has one thing going for them. By morning, half the People’s Forum people will think it was all a dream.