It was a sunny Sunday afternoon on the first day I first strolled into Liberty Square. After returning from the Burning Man festival a few days earlier, I finally arrived on September 25. I had heard of Occupy Wall Street a few days before and knew I needed to participate. I had been waiting for a worldwide wake-up call like this for years. Walking through the park gave me goosebumps. This was real. This was The People, united in a way I had never seen. Strangers were having deeply meaningful conversations about what was wrong with our current world systems, and what we can do to bring about awareness and change. Food was being served to the hungry, clothes given to the needy. It was a community of disparate people coming together to unite in one common cause. It was exhilarating. It moved me to tears, to be amid direct participatory democracy in action. I knew history was being made.
I wandered by the media circle and noticed my friend Vlad hovering over a computer. He was running the livestream on GlobalRevolution.tv. One of his collaborators, Spike, was having problems, so I lended my laptop to him for most of the afternoon, allowing them to get the channel back up and running. As my day one turned into day two, day three and more … I plugged in and helped out where I could, mostly in livestream and social media. I have never looked back since.
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