Every once in a while you have to blast off at something that really bugs you. I have no problem with the Wall Street protesters calling themselves the 99%. However, I am not optimistic that they will actually accomplish much in the way of reform – without leadership and direction they remind me more of a techy-Woodstock gathering. (Unfortunately I missed Woodstock - I was in Viet Nam at the time.)
Here’s what bugs me: the mega-rich that have manipulated the economy for their own gain at the expense of the rest of us being called the 1%.
The 1% is an outlaw biker symbol.
In 1947 the Wild Bunch rode through the southwest and took over Hollister.
About 1961 outlaw bikers were termed by the American Motorcycle Association as the 1% of bike riders.
The 1% patch doesn’t belong to any one club, but in the tradition of Easy Rider it is a symbol of someone who rides against the wind: a non-conformist; someone who resents authority and chooses to live a life of free choice, regardless of social restraints; someone who lives to ride a motorcycle.
It pisses me off to hear the people controlling the world banks; the people that raped the world economy; the people who manipulate and control our government (Big Brother) being called the one-percent.
I am a 1%er. My bros are 1%er.
The Ol’Buzzard 1%