All The Cool Kids Are At Summer Camp — Occupy Summer Camp

Disclaimer: I barely made it through this story without physically getting ill. Best of luck to those who attempt it.

Snippets from NY TIMES, Emphasis added is mine:

And Now, ‘Occupy,’ the Camp

LAST week, on a gloriously breezy Brooklyn evening, Justin Wedes and Rodney Deas, two original members of the Occupy Wall Street movement, were cooking burgers on a charcoal grill in the courtyard of their latest project — an unsanctioned, unofficial Occupy Wall Street summer camp.

The camp, which runs through Aug. 24 at a redbrick former schoolhouse on Maujer Street in Williamsburg, was only three days old, and fellow Occupiers, swept up in the pioneering spirit, had been coming by in droves to lend a hand. A few guys from Occupy Tech Ops had spent the afternoon tweaking the old computers and hooking up the Ethernet connection, and an Occupy artist had silk-screened 20 T-shirts (with a book-and-raised-fist logo) to serve as camp uniforms. Occupy librarians were finishing the reading room, and some Occupy farmers were discussing how to bring in provisions. A tattooed video jockey from Occupy TV was milling about, recording it all on a Sony hand-held camera.

The only thing missing at that point were the campers. By Wednesday, there were three.

“The joke is we’ve been getting one a day,” said Mr. Wedes, who is 26 and a veteran of the food committee at Zuccotti Park. “I figure, at this rate, in another couple weeks we’ll actually have a camp.”

You could blame the slow start on any number of issues: a nonexistent advertising budget (zero dollars out of a $300 operating account); a lack of sufficiently radical activities (no shoot-the-banker archery, say, or color war with flexi-cuffs); or a cultural predilection for horizontal planning. (How fast would a top-down Tea Party camp be up and running?)

Mr. Wedes (pronounced WEE-dis) said the delay was merely a function of grass-roots community work. “We’re starting here from nothing,” he said, “and building up. It’s a process.”


I know, every line is like some kind of love letter to Occupy. What parent in their right mind would let their kids near one of these events much less a ‘ Summer camp’?  Let’s ignore that kids have been left alone with rats, abandoned, flashed, intimidated, arrested and used as human shields by Occupiers. Are people who incite riots, destroy public property, rack up 41 million in damages nationwide and who can’t seem to pick a single focus topic to protest about on any given day really who you want your kids around? Uh, that’s a HELL NO.

Moving on…there has to be some free stuff soon. Oh wait, here it is and we paid for it:

“There’s just so much to learn,” Mr. Dobosz encouraged them, “especially with the top-down corporate control of education that’s sucked the life out of the heritage of our children.” He glanced at his students, with a sigh. “All right, why don’t we do some science…”

THINGS perked up somewhat at lunchtime, when the camp administrators walked the campers to a free-lunch program at a public high school, a couple of blocks away. The camp’s own cafeteria, at that stage, consisted of a cardboard box of Bisquick, some instant organic oatmeal and several packs of Swiss Miss powdered cocoa. As Jonathan and Leslie came back from the mess line with sandwiches and salads, Mr. Dobosz, ever vigilant for a teachable moment, said: “Think about the First People. They didn’t just walk up to a counter and get food, did they?” The campers, picking at their meals, agreeably shook their heads.


I hurt myself rolling my eyes at those two paragraphs. Don’t fret, the kids get to learn about the banking reserve when a kid finds a buck on the sidewalk.

The finale is the best:

By dusk, in fact, the tall front stoop was crowded with Occupy musicians, Occupy Wi-Fi experts, Occupy teachers and spandex-wearing members of the Occupy Bike Coalition. Their talk was of Cointelpro, fiat currency, David Graeber, Twitter, Bitcoin, the Police Department’s lack of credibility and Occupy rock bands, like Global Block and Bear Market.

In the basement, spread out on a table, 17 newly silk-screened T-shirts were waiting to be filled with campers’ bodies. Around the grill, however, the Occupiers had managed a neat trick. They had occupied their own summer camp.

Congrats to those who made it without hurling.


About A.P. Dillon

A.P. Dillon is the former Co-Founder and Managing Editor at American Lens. She resides in the Triangle area of North Carolina and is the founder of Her past writing can also be found at IJ review, Breitbart, FOX news, Da Tech Guy Blog, Heartland Institute, Civitas Institute and Find her on Twitter: @APDillon_
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2 Responses to All The Cool Kids Are At Summer Camp — Occupy Summer Camp

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  2. Robin H says:

    Two thoughts: First, the parents that actually allowed their kids to attend ought to be investigated by DYFS, and second, aren’t there permits and insurance and any number of things needed to run a camp? Shouldn’t they be cited for this? If I tried to run a camp out of my house I’d be shut down in a nanosecond.


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