The Verdict on Occupy: Part Rorschach Test, Part Breath of Fresh Air

Occupy Wall Street

One of my favorite things of all time. (Photo: Wikimedia Commons)

As the Occupy Wall Street movement was taking off and gaining national attention last fall, I was in my penultimate semester as a college student and I had just left my job as editor of the student newspaper. Never a dull moment.

The circumstances of the leaving had been somewhat less than ideal but it was, in the end, a good thing. Much as I loved the job, it taught me one very important lesson: I was not cut out for supervising abominably-underpaid, twenty-something student journalists while simultaneously serving in student leadership and taking 18.5 credit hours. I would suspect few people are and I continue to be very proud of my successor’s leadership of the publication, whose own blog, I might add,┬ácan teach you everything you ever wanted to know and more about preparing tasty delectables for your consumption. And she didn’t even ask me for the plug. Continue reading