What if we just pick a date, and on that date, everybody stays home from work.
We have a little practice with this now, since so many of us already have to stay home anyway. And we've heard the screams and the lies from Wall Street and the Pulpit Bully, as they virtually print themselves another virtual hundred billion. But we're talking General here. In the real world it will be very difficult.
Like that contest we had when we were kids, to see who could hold their breath the longest. When we consider the alternative, which is the end of breathing itself, it seems like a relatively short time to go without air.
We need a list of the critical elements of a functioning democracy, in case we live to see the day when we need to remember what they are, and can stand them up. We will have to stock up on food and water for the long haul. We'll have to share. A lot of sharing. Way more sharing than you ever dreamed possible.
Then, just... wait. But with a difference: waiting is your ultimate weapon in this situation, in the fight for human dignity.
Nobody is going to ask what the "demands" are. "The revolution will not be televised." The hired help won't be showing up to make the coffee for the talking heads, and nobody will bother to watch anyway.
We got something better: we'll all be zooming our brains into a common, shared worldview that can draw on any area of expertise in no time at all, from an exponentially spreading face-to-face community, totally out in public, but totally safe in our own rooms, wide awake on half the planet at every moment.
Oh, if the Internet went down? Big win. Money would evaporate at that moment, pfft!
The financiers can never allow that. We'd be isolated again, but not by troll-bots and marketing algorithms this time: just by time and distance, aka, "reality". But without the network, the banks would end instantly. Dark Money would be, well, dark, untraceable but un-spendable. And we can't be selectively kicked off the system. That would have happened by now if it were every possible. Because the system was built to survive nuclear war.
There would be fuel shortages. But nobody would be going anywhere. I saved a whole lot of money on gasoline since January. Since there would be nobody out on the streets for the police or the military or the "militias" (domestic terrorists) to shoot at, things would be pretty quiet. But the message would be right up in the face of Wall Street.
Food could be a very serious problem. But the global financial system may well be far more fragile and ephemeral than we are led to believe - indeed, more ethereal than the bankers themselves believe. The disappearance of money into nowhere could not be endured for more than a few hours. Because: once the general belief in money is revealed as an illusion, the balance of forces must shift swiftly and dramatically.
The point is, if we can't take the money out of the politics, we might-could take the juice out of money itself.
Then the only medium of exchange would be actual value. A barter system is practically self-organizing when nobody's money will spend. The internet wouldn't matter that much, but the banks wouldn't have any power - at all. Zip. Nada.
This action could neutralize the current Capital Strike, and stop the EBD (Electronic Bribe Deposit) into "campaign" accounts. Elected officials would find themselves facing a choice not unlike the one rats face on a sinking ship. That is, follow the survivors overboard, or go down with the bankers.
Finding nobody around to fill their glass or shine their shoes or fly their choppers, or toss a few more children on the barbie, the One Percent might just have a collective meltdown. Like the Wicked Witch when Dorothy threw water on her, trying to put out the burning Scarecrow. (That movie scared the crap out of me when I was little. That green lady yelling, "I'm melting. Mell-tingg! Ohhhhh what a world what a wor-r-r-l-l-d hhssss~s~s~s~s.")
It's a dream, I know. Their machines pump our blood. When we cut them, we bleed. But maybe one of these days enough people will just wake up from this nightmare enough pissed off just to quit, all on the same bright morning.
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