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I got my first job mowing lawns when I was 13. I went to work for the Federal government, laying fences, when I was 15. At 17, I left home and put myself through college and law school, without my parents’ help. Yes, I had student loans, and yes, I paid them.
I lost my job in 2009. Despite hundreds of phone calls, resumes, and a few interviews, it seems I am now “overqualified,” at age 50, to be employed. I am coming to grip with the fact that I will never earn what I took for granted, just a few years ago.
I have run through my savings, my investments, and my retirement accounts. I lost my house. My wife left me a year ago, and cancelled my health insurance. My heart medications, insulin, and related supplies, not to mention ADD meds for my teenager, total $3500 a month. I don’t have $3500 to spend on meds, so I take a daily aspirin, and my kid is suffering in school. I’m waiting on the word that I have renal failure. A vial of insulin, that used to cost $15 a few years ago, now costs $80. Big pharma is gouging.
Now, I am facing eviction. My two children have never seen daddy without money. I am facing the grim fact that my life insurance policy and social security death benefits may provide my kids better financial security than I can. Like George Bailey, I am “worth more dead than alive.” I AM THE 99%
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My partner has no health insurance, and they keep cutting hours at his supposedly full time job. I have health insurance because my mom would lose hers if she took me off it.
I am going back to nursing school full time to get a job that was supposed to be stable and in demand, but no one is hiring anymore.
We want to get married, but we keep trying and failing to get on our financial feet. I’m not sure that will ever happen.
I am afraid of my sick father-in-law dying. His family would have nowhere to go but us or the streets, but how could we support his disabled mom, disabled brother, and kid sister when we can barely make ends meet in our one room studio apartment?
Recently, someone told me they got a 20,000 dollar raise. I laughed because it would be too painful to cry. Most of my friends are unemployed. The most my partner and I have ever made combined was 24,000 USD. That was a great year.
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I earn 1700$ a month after taxes. Half my income is from working 15 hours a week as a student assistant in research. The other half is government support for my education. When my last bill is paid, I have a 1000$. I am studying a master’s degree in social science at the university for free. I do pay 40-45% in taxes and groceries are 30-50% more expensive than in the US. I do have government subsidized student loans.
Monthly I donate money to charities, and I’ve recently starting paying back my loans, due to an increased income from work. My real wage was cut 1% this year, but I’ll make it. I only pay for 50% of the cost for my medicine for a chronic illness, and I have free healthcare. A broken leg will only cost me the price of painkillers.
In my country’s economic and social context I am far from rich. I can go to the cinema, maybe travel, buy healthy food, and I can go out. I am far but privileged. I am a regular student with a part time job. I am not lucky. This is the results of my parents and their parents’ struggle for economic justice, and a welfare society with equal opportunities. My country is not going bankrupt. In spite of economic crises it has a strong economy, and we do quite well.
This is the result of a struggle for human dignity and social and economic justice – not good luck. I live in what American pundits call a socialist nightmare.
I feel for the people of the US, Greece and the 99%. I support your struggle, politically and economically. In Denmark I am the 99%. I hope you one day can be as privileged as me.