Saturday, July 16, 2016

To REALLY Kick Goldman in their Sachs, First Occupy Jermyn Street

God bless 'Anonymous.' I mean it. And no, I'm not saying that for fear of this site being hacked, or my back account emptied and my subscription to porn hub made public - nothing. Believe me, when they publicly declared cyber war on ISIS*, the irony that 76 virgins were the ones sitting at their keyboards waging that war wasn't lost on me. It was a ballsy move and as a result, I have a lot of respect for geeks with attitude.

It's the ones running around on the streets in hoodies and throwing day-old Brussel sprouts at hedge fund managers that rub me the wrong way.
I really believe the Occupy London or Occupy Wall Street movement of old would have done a lot better if they had been dressed like Steve McQueen or Paul Weller rather than Guy Fawkes.

Less about "V" for Vendetta and more about "T" for Tailor.


Dressing better than the man interviewing you gets you on the 'inside,' close to the cogs of the machine and that can really affect change. Mods understood this and still do. Ignoring the plastic spoon lodged in their mouths since birth, they dress 'above' whatever hand life may have dealt them and stand out in a sea of  Topman tat, H&M hispters and the X-Factor-Fed populace. Thread count was always their way IN and a pathway OUT of their social economic status.

The premise is quite simple, really. If one was inclined to be subversive and wants to stick it to 'the man; by Lynching Merrill, or kicking Goldman in their Sachs, who has a better shot? "Shaggy the Chav" in the hoodie chanting in the street disguised as the creeper exploiting Natalie Portman's daddy issues, or the broker... Staring down from his office window at the protesters below, taking positions with millions of his corporations dollars? Case in point - Barings Bank. They collapsed in 1995 after suffering losses of 827 million pounds ($1.3 billion) resulting from poor speculative investments, primarily in futures contracts, conducted by an employee named Nick Lesson.


So TELL ME, who brought the machine to a grinding halt ? Guy Fawkes or Guy in a Suit?

Clothes matter. Style matters. Want to dress better than the boss? A grey Prince of Wales check cashmere- wool blend suit with pocket square, sky blue tab collar shirt with french cuffs, navy knit tie with white polka dots and tie bar with a pair of black oxford lace ups or monk strap shoes should do the job. Before you know it, you'll be puking in the stall next to his after your three day bender while he sits rigidly, making his morning movement with a copy for the FT. Oh, and make sure your shoes match your belt and watch strap. Coordinate to infiltrate, that's my ethos.

Julius Caesar was killed by Senators, not the plebeians. Infiltration is key (hence why institutions such as intelligence agencies exist). Access from within. Knowing that getting close enough to the tractor beam to 'pull the plug' requires a Stormtrooper's swagger (and sharp white metallic duds) to make it past the guards and blend in.

Anonymous, as much as I love what you stand for, if your scruffy molotov cocktail-chucking street legions were truly serious about effecting change of some sort, I think they've missed their mark. After all, one can hardly plant a cherry bomb in the executive washroom if one does not have access to the keys, can one ;)

Occupy Wall Street? Sure, but first occupy Jermyn Street. Sort out a few good made to measure shirts (I recommend Two-Ply Pima cotton oxfords with 3 7/16" button down collar), a couple of sharp ties and a decent suit.

Peace Out...

*It should be noted ISIS 'martyrs' that since Lemmy arrived, there are no longer 76 virgins to be had in heaven.

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