It's easy to succumb to the non-stop bombardment of The Powers That Be, to go to bed at night feeling that there's absolutely no Hope for The World- but then a brief ray of Light cuts through the oily black clouds and one is (however temporarily) uplifted. OCCUPY LOVE harks back to the protests of the 1960s, when the Citizens of the greatest company in the world, the United $tate$, rose up and raised some hell. "The authority had operated on their brain with commercials, and washed their brain with packaged education, packaged politics," wrote Norman Mailer in THE ARMIES OF THE NIGHT: "The authority had presented itself as honorable, and it was corrupt, corrupt as payola on television." The most amazing thing about The OCCUPY MOVEMENT, to me, is that it took three decades to finally get going. "In America, that hog's trough of Paradise," as Mailer put it, "the beginning of a twenty year war is here today in our March." He added: "Nothing less is involved than whether America becomes a great nation or a totalitarian tyranny. For now, be patient..." That was in 1968. "What a mysterious country it was," he wrote: "- now corporation land, here named Government..." This, in reference to the march on Washington, on the Pentagon, "the true and high church of the military-industrial complex." They rose up, too, "back in the day," and "in the capital of technology land beat a primitive drum." The beat, unfortunately, goes on- primarily because The Haves haven't been able to take to heart a simple mathematical equation: Respect + Empathy= Love, and Love is Universal. Chachacha.