Class Warfare

By lex, on October 27th, 2011

In Zuccotti Park, the professionally unemployables are at war with the professionally unemployed:

The Occupy Wall Street volunteer kitchen staff launched a “counter” revolution yesterday — because they’re angry about working 18-hour days to provide food for “professional homeless” people and ex-cons masquerading as protesters.

For three days beginning tomorrow, the cooks will serve only brown rice and other spartan grub instead of the usual menu of organic chicken and vegetables, spaghetti bolognese, and roasted beet and sheep’s-milk-cheese salad…

Oh, the humanity!

The Assembly announced the three-day menu crackdown announced earlier in the day — insisting everybody would be fed something during that period.

Some protesters threatened that the high-end meals could be cut off completely if the vagrants and criminals don’t disperse.

Unhappiness with their unwelcome guests was apparent throughout the day.

“We need to limit the amount of food we’re putting out” to curb the influx of derelicts, said Rafael Moreno, a kitchen volunteer.

Dunno about you, but I’m starting to think that you can’t tell the players without a program, here.

A security volunteer added that the cooks felt “overworked and underappreciated.”

Just like the rest of us in the 53% club *. Apart from the fact that we’re, you know: Paying taxes.

05-31-18 Lex post 10-11-2011 the 53 Club – unavailable – Ed

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