The Problem With Occupy Wall Street

I went to the Occupy D.C. protests hoping to find a movement. Instead, I found people too disorganized and idealistic to actually change the things they criticized.

I went to the Occupy D.C. protests expecting to find enormous meaning.

Just that afternoon, I had received my first student-loan bill from Sallie Mae -- a slim, sinister white envelope that promised to strain my paycheck for the next 120 months. My roommate and I stood in the kitchen of our little basement apartment, comparing interest rates and repayment programs and wondering if this spelled the end of our modest social lives. We had a similar conversation when we got our first paychecks and saw the chunk that disappeared to taxes. And we had commiserated when we looked at apartments -- dozens and dozens of apartments -- and, at 22 years old, never seemed to have enough credit to sign a lease.

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