10:17 p.m.: I leave after page 1 to pitch my tent.
The weather has improved, but things are quiet and it's cold. Today is less rowdy than normal, and by less rowdy, I mean not fun.
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10:20 p.m.: We decide to walk to 7-Eleven. I'm now convinced a small army of homeless dudes will be in my tent when I return. I accept this fate.
People are playing chess and eating peanut butter and jelly sandwiches. The group not only recycles but also composts. A security team from within the movement watches our crap while we go buy more crap.
10:30 p.m.: 7-Eleven is a hub of action! It's like the Peach Pit, except Brenda and Brandon are completely sleep-deprived and don't live in Beverly Hills anymore. The store owners probably aren't complaining about all the new business.
11:10 p.m.: Full of pizza and taquitos, I return to the site to find people holding hands and meditating around a fountain. With the Bank of America building looming in the background, the scene is pretty groovy.
At the same time, there's a Dead Can Dance video being projected under some stairs. I wonder if we've been transported to the early '90s. Who chose this video?, I think. Thank God it's not Dave Matthews. Apparently, they've been screening films at night, including documentaries and V for Vendetta.
There are quite a few homeless folks napping about.
11:21 p.m.: No longer full, I can't stop eating.
Michelle, the head of the food committee, passes around PB&J and apologetically says, "That's all I got." I don't take the food 'cause my mouth is full of Twix. Thanks, 7-Eleven!
11:29 p.m.: I'm a little bored.
11:40 p.m.: Some action stirs. I think the female facilitator and her friend are mad at photographer Carlos Miller, who's covering the occupation, for taking their picture. We are protesting in a public space. He can take pictures in a public place. However, there's a ministink about it. Some of these protesters need to chill out. There's definitely a sprinkling of holier-than-thou divas.
While the argument continues, I chat with Michelle, the food lass and a 20-year-old college student with the coolest haircut I've ever seen. It's the style I wanted in high school, except mine made me look like a man. She tells me about food conflicts with the homeless (organizers have been feeding them the surplus chow) and her struggle to find donations. If you can offer prepared meals, do it for poor Michelle!
12:10 a.m.: The wind picks up and tents go flying, mine included. Kind folks place sandbags and stakes in the renegade tents. That's like really, really nice. Community is cool, guys.
12:23 a.m.: A man snores loudly in the next tent.
12:30 a.m.: Cheering. Around midnight each day, everyone celebrates that they've been out there and made it through another day.
12:36 a.m.: Another person begins to snore, making that two snorers next to my tent. End Game is being screened.
12:42 a.m.: People roll up on bikes to hang out.
12:50 a.m.: I am the only person on a cell phone. I am also the only person laughing.
1:12 a.m.: I try to read by my iPod light while someone talks mad shit outside my tent. He's angry and a little nuts. He says something about pop culture, something else about white people, and something to me because he can see the light of my cell phone as I type this. He doesn't like my cell phone usage. A sane person tries to reason with him.
1:23 a.m.: A loud guy speaks intelligently to other people whose voices don't carry. There's some complaining about general assembly meetings, talking about closing his Bank of America account, and chattering about smoking cigs after working out.
3 a.m.: People are still up, talking.
4:42 a.m.: Same people talking. There is some discussion about men and women sharing tents, figuring out how many can fit in each. No monkey business is likely (see the observation at 9:01 p.m.).
6 a.m.: It's actually really quiet.
8 a.m.: My neck hurts. It's chilly. I need help breaking down my tent. I'm a camping simpleton. My desperation stinks. I begin to admire these people more for the energy it takes to be out here and less for some of the attitudes.
As people leave for work, a young, hip-looking couple — a woman with cropped white hair and a guy with a Chihuahua — take down their tent. They greet us. I haven't seen them around and realize that a ton of people have been coming and going.
8:30 a.m.: My voice sounds sick from the humidity, but the morning light is sort of healing. Can't wait to shower and eat. NPR informs that Gadhafi is probably dead. What a funky political year this has been.
8:50 a.m.: I take the most satisfying pee of my life. Thank you, indoor plumbing.
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They will be hauled off to jail just like what happened in Oakland CA.Americans are sick of the disruptive shenanigans.
I am from Oakland, Ca., born and raised. Been out here ten years and still I am amazed at what passes for political consciousness in MIA (generally speaking).
Those of us who care to increase the proportion of Miami's 99% who insist on thinking for themselves have a long road ahead.
In that sense though, the mere existence of an Occupy Miami sub-movement signifies progress made towards thinking beyond the club scene and all else that glitters sans gold.
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