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Democracy 4.0

In #GlobalRevolution, Spain on 27 November 2011 at 16:36
Marinaleda, November 27

Day 2 of the IV National Assembly

Dear people,

The first National Assembly was held at the beginning of June, during the acampada in Sol. The second was held when the popular marches arrived in Madrid at the end of July. The third was held in September at the Retiro Park, when I was marching to Brussels. And now, the current National Assembly is the first to be held outside of Madrid, here in the workers’ paradise of Marinaleda, Andalusia.

It doesn’t take long for me to notice certain things which seem to contradict Marinaleda’s claim of being a kind of Utopia. I have seen a beggar, for example. They shouldn’t be here. They belong in the capitalist world. Just like the annoyed youngsters I have seen driving around in BMWs with their stereo blasting so  loud that you could hear them all around the village. But most significant of all, I have noticed that the windows of all houses on the ground floor are barred. Obviously, people are afraid of something. But of what? I can’t say, but I myself wouldn’t want to live in a Utopia with bars on the windows anywhere.

Participating in the Occupation working group. The bearded man is the mayor.

Then there’s the mayor. With his long greying beard his appearance is somewhere in between that of Fidel Castro and Karl Marx. I’m sure he carefully nurtures this image. He has probably done so for a long time, because he has been mayor of Marinaleda for thirty years. It seems to confirm the thesis that communist regimes are unable of regenerating themselves. They usually turn from young and revolutionary states into repressive bureaucratic gerontocracies. Then they die out together with their founding generation. I wouldn’t be surprised if something similar is going to happen to Marinaleda.

Environment working group

This morning the National Assembly divided up itself into various working groups. Most notably Environment, Occupations, Education, Communications, Legal, and Regional (Andalusia).

In the afternoon the Assembly got together for an assessment of ideas. Nothing spectacular. No grand initiatives have been adopted. The focus was mostly on coordination, and improving the communications strategy.

The most interesting proposal came from the Legal commission. They want to give birth to a Constituent Assembly, which is supposed to write a new Constitution. A first meeting is planned on December 17th in Sevilla. Another meeting is planned for next year, the 19th of March, to mark the 200th anniversary of the ‘Cadiz Constitution’.

This document was styled by some of the most enlightened thinkers of the age in the wake of Spain’s liberation from Napoleon. It was generally regarded as the most progressive constitution that was ever written up to that date. Unfortunately, Spain wasn’t ready for it back then. Hopefully things are different now.

Vallecas is the working class neighbourhood of Madrid

Another very interesting subject that we touched upon was the idea of ‘Democracy 4.0‘. It has been going around on the web for some time, it’s easy, and it’s brillant.

It comes down to this. People will not be called to vote once every four years. They will be called to vote whenever there is something to vote about in parliament, and they will do so electronically. Of course it won’t be obligatory, but the more people actually vote, the better.

Take Spain for example. There are 35 million Spaniards eligible to vote. There are 350 seats in parliament. This makes a hundred thousand votes per seat. If half of the voters would vote on a subject, like privatisation for example, they will represent 175 seats. A vote by regular members of congress will be reduced accordingly, and worth only half. Etc.

People will have the possibility to decide themselves, or if not, leave the decision to their representatives. When the entire populations votes, there’s no representation needed.

People can also present popular proposals to parliament if they gather a pre-established number of signatures, like 50.000 for example. It would bring government to the citizens, it would mean ‘democracy’.

It’s a bit like internet banking. But instead of a pin pass you could use your passport. Almost all passports have chips in them by now. This is a grave danger for people’s privacy and an enormous potential for control on the part of the government, but it could also be used to implement Democracy 4.0. You identify yourself with your passport chip and you vote on the proposals you find in your email.

Proposals can also be tagged. ‘Economy’, ‘Ethical’, ‘Education’, ‘Foreign Affairs’ etc. As a voter you can subscribe to a certain tag if you want to have a say in it, or vote on everything, or nothing.

Democracy 4.0 is the fastest road to direct democracy. We could implement this system tomorrow if we wanted to. It won’t happen of course, because our ‘representatives’ are scared sick of people actually exercising their popular sovereignty. As a movement we will have to adopt it ourselves first, and then maybe, sooner or later, there will be a little country or a little region brave enough to start a real trial of real democracy…

Sporting complex 'Ernesto Che Guevara'


“A Utopia towards Peace”

In #GlobalRevolution, Spain on 26 November 2011 at 18:27

Marinaleda, November 26.

Day 1 of the IV National Assembly.

Dear people,

A week after the right wing party won the elections in Spain we enter the small farming community of Marinaleda early in the morning. It’s shocking. As if we took a wrong turn somewhere and ended up in Cuba. The walls of the local olive oil cooperative are adorned with revolutionary murals. The trees lining the roads are heavy with full ripe oranges. The stars are exuberantly bright.

This is where the fourth National Congress of the 15M movement  is held this weekend. The delegates are housed in the ‘Ernesto Che Guevara sports complex’. The road that leads up to it has only recently been paved. Many others are still dirt roads.

The village of Marinaleda has the fame of being different, very different. To understand this, you have to know that many of Spain’s agricultural lands are still owned by ancient ‘noble’ families, especially here in Andalusia.

Up until the latter half of the 20th century Marinaleda has been repeatedly threatened by famine. Many of its inhabitants have emigrated to the North or abroad. But soon after Franco’s death in 1975, things changed. The villagers tell you their story with pride. And they have every reason for it. They are protagonists of their own history.

'Land and Freedom'

 All through the 1980s, 1990s and 2000s the estates around the village have been occupied and collectivised by the farmers. Nowadays, Marinaleda is a thriving communist community of 2500 inhabitants active in agriculture and small scale industry. The village is largely independent as its food production goes. Emigration has gone down. Marinaleda is now attracting immigrants from other parts of Spain, even from the cities. They have the possibility to build their own house with public subsidies, and rent the terrain for 15 euros per month. Housing is more than a right here in Marinaleda, it’s a practice. All of this makes this small community the appropriate place for a nationwide encounter of the 15M movement.

'Peace, Bread and Labour'. The flags are Andalucia, Soviet Union and Spanish Republic

This morning the Congress was opened in the ‘House of the People’, under the watchful eye of el comandante Che Guevara. One after another, delegates from all over the country speak about the current situation of the movement in their neighbourhoods, villages and towns. The general picture that emerges from this is more or less the following.

In the villages and many of the smaller towns, the assembly attendance is down by about ninety percent since the assemblies started in late May. Only a small core is still regularly participating in the movement. Often the same people are active in many different commissions and working groups.

'Asamblea plenaria', in session.

The general public stays at home and only takes part in the major demonstrations. Clearly the novelty wore off for most. They don’t want endless discussions, they want results.

But things won’t change overnight. It’ll take a change in mentality, it’ll take active participation and hard work. It’ll take time.

Another recurring problem is that the initiatives, the strikes and the demonstrations are simply too many. And for too many different reasons. People are saturated. They want it all and they want it now, but in practice there’s no choice, they will have to go one step at a time.

Because of the reduced size of the assemblies, activists are working to coordinate initiatives on a regional level, between various assemblies and communities. The basis of the movement is as strong as ever, but in many cities, like in Madrid, it seems like we are losing the public space. The movement is less visible, even though in various assemblies people are working on public relations by creating their own old style media outlets, like magazines and radio stations.

One of the few practical results that the movement is obtaining is preventing people from being evicted, or else offering them alternative housing. But especially in the smaller communities it’s hard for the appropriate commissions to localise the families who are being evicted, because many people don’t dare to admit to the outside world that they can’t pay their mortgage anymore, out of pride.

‘What will the neighbours think?’, is still the predominant way of thinking. People are ready to help others, but they are afraid to depend on solidarity themselves.

The revolution will have to advance to the next level. Up until now everybody seemed to ride the wave of the initial enthusiasm. Now it’s time to create real alternatives. Marinaleda has proven that this can be done. ‘A Utopia towards Peace’ is the village’s official motto. Maybe it’s a bit exaggerated. The place surely isn’t perfect. But it’s better than many other communities. And most of all, it’s different. Refreshingly different.

"If you kneel in front of a fait accompli, you are unable to face the future."

Consumers of All Nations, Unite!

In #GlobalRevolution, Madrid, Spain on 24 November 2011 at 22:02


Madrid, November 24 

Dear people,

I am touring a bit these days. It’s crazy. This spring I have been living here in Madrid like a bum for over two months, and now that I’m back I have a wide choice of places to sleep.

The other day I met comrade Martino, from the march. He was one of the persons who walked along with us on various occasions, whenever he could. Now I caught him in the revolutionary act of buying organical products directly from the producer.

In Spain they call this ‘Grupo de consumo’, in Italy ‘Gruppo di acquisto solidale’. It’s a pretty common practice, especially in a region like Tuscany, famous for its wine and olive oil.

I should know. I have been working as a baker of natural made sour dough bread in the Arno valley for a time, and later as a goat sheperd in the Chianti. We used to bring our products once or twice a week to an occupied social center, where our local clients came to buy their groceries.

The idea is pretty simple. A group of people decides to bypass the system of industrial agriculture and mass distribution by collectively ordering their fruit, vegetables, dairy, wine, olive oil and sometimes meat from a local organical producer. This way the producer is guaranteed a market and the consumers can get healthy products at a reasonable price, also because there is no brokering in between, there is no packaging, there is no transport over large distances. You eat products which are grown without pesticides or artificial fertilisers, and you know where they come from.

Of course, it’s much easier to resort to this way of sustainable consumption in rich countries like Portugal, Italy, Greece or Spain, with their enormous agricultural variety. But also in poor countries like Germany, Holland and England you can be sure to find organical producers somewhere in your neighbourhood.

Yes, dear people, the revolution starts at lunch, right on your plate. Look up your local organical farmers. Tell your neighbours. Unite. Get your eggs from a chicken that you personally know. But don’t do it because it’s better for the chicken, or because it’s better for you, or because it’s better for the farmer, the soil and the environment.

Do it because of the taste. Because nothing tastes likes real food.


Take care,



March on Brussels Documentary

In March on Brussels on 23 November 2011 at 21:18

Dear people,

I send you a link to a short documentary about the March on Brussels by German film maker Martin Keßler. Enjoy!


Part 1


Part 2


My Kingdom for a Lottery Ticket

In Madrid, Spain on 22 November 2011 at 18:44
Madrid, November 22

"Don't endorse fraud. They already voted: the bank wins"

Dear people,

So the elections came and went. The predicted result came out. The right wing Popular Party has an absolute majority. Like any political party anywhere anytime, they rallied under the slogan of ‘change’. Which means things will stay the same, or get worse. But even without campaigning they would have won all the same. The Socialist Party left such a mess that people instinctively voted for the other side of the medal. It’s the logic of a two party system. The socialists can relax and sit back. They will probably return to power in four years time. That is, if the revolution will not have triumphed by then…

The result of the elections might have been predictable, but that makes it no less paradoxical. In a country where a massive popular movement has started to shake society at its very foundations, it sounds strange that a neoliberal party with fascist roots would gain such an overwhelming victory. But it was just as strange that a party which calls itself ‘socialist’ has been supporting the banks and the financial system at the expense of its own citizens.

These first few days I’ve had many happy encounters with the people I knew and worked with in Communications, Extension and Audiovisuals during and after the acampada. But the most touching encounter was one with a perfect stranger who came up to me to ask if I were Oscar from the March on Brussels. All he said when I confirmed was: “Thank you. Thank you so much.”

It’s natural for me to make a comparison between Madrid last spring and Madrid now. I shouldn’t do that. The days of the acampada are legend, it will never be the way it was. Or, to use an analogy, in spring it seemed like everybody was madly in love with everybody else. Now it’s like people are married.

The heart of the movement is the Hotel Madrid. It’s where most of the commissions gather. Since it was occupied on Global Revolution Day the place has known a lot of social problems, of which I ignore the details. But most people seem to agree that the organisation of the hotel has slowly started to improve.

Hotel cat

After walking around the corridors and talking to people who are active in the commissions I am very much tempted to put up my office here and continue working with Communications like I did in Sol. But on the other hand I am also tempted to move on. There is a National Assembly of the 15M movement planned in the libertarian communist village of Marinaleda, province of Seville, next weekend, which might be very interesting to cover.

In the last few months the movement has been occupying many buildings throughout Madrid and surroundings. This is completely logical when you have millions of abbandoned spaces whilst people are evicted from their homes as a result of the crisis. If the government doesn’t find a solution for them – as is its constitutional duty – then people will take care of it themselves.

One of the other occupied spaces I visited was the ‘15M Temple’, housed in an old garage near the former Audiovisual bunker. You wouldn’t say so from the outside, but from the inside it looks marvellous. The temple is open to all religions and atheists, and they have an excellent collection of Asterix comics in their library. I can definitely recommend it.

A corner of the 15M Temple

The entrance, and next to it, comrade Irene

So things keep on moving here. No way the 15M is going to stop. But on the day of the elections I was a bit disillusioned. When the results came in, there was hardly anybody in Sol, only a small group of hardcore anarchists burning things and trying to attach a banner to the metro station. I had hoped that people would have turned up in huge numbers, to deliver a message to the future right wing government, saying: This is our space, we’re here, we’re staying and we’ll be watching you.

It didn’t happen. There were more people in Sol next day, waiting in line. It wasn’t the line in front of the rationing office, not yet. It were people waiting to buy a ticket for the traditional Spanish christmas lottery.

When times are tough, you can try to change society, or you can place your hope for fortune on a series of numbers, so that you won’t have to worry any more if you win. Many people do both. It’s another one of those apparent paradoxes, which will probably make perfect sense somehow.

‘Fight the one percent. But whenever you have the chance, join them.’

Take care,


Election Day

In Madrid, Spain on 20 November 2011 at 16:31
Madrid, November 20

Dear people,

Every year old Saint Nicholas comes to Holland. The children love him, because he brings them presents. He is the archetype of Santa Claus. But until recently, just a generation or two ago, the old saint wasn’t only loved. He was feared as well, for he would punish you if you had been bad. He would have you whipped by one of his black helpers, ‘Flagellation Pete’, and then he would tie you up, put you in a bag, and take you back home to Spain.

So here I am. Back in Madrid. I have been a bad boy.

It’s election day today. I wanted to be here to witness what’s going in the capital of the revolution after I had been absent for over three months. A lot has changed. Especially in the rest of the world. It’s November 20th. Since September there have been occupations going on in New York and other American cities. Since October it has been going on world wide.

Occupy Rotterdam

Occupy Utrecht

Five days ago the camp on Liberty Square near Wall Street has been destroyed by police. Resistance is growing stronger as a result of it. In these last few weeks there have also been regime changes in Greece and Italy, after intense pressure from the EU and the financial markets. Now it’s Spain’s turn.

Comrades Roberto and Paulina in front of parliament. The sign reads 'For rent'

When I step out onto the Puerta del Sol, the square is buzzing. Lots of people are gathered in an atmosphere of expectation. It only takes a minute before I hear someone calling my name. It’s a joyful encounter with a group of comrades from the March on Brussels. And it wouldn’t be the last time I came across familiar faces. It went on all evening.

When I first arrived in Sol there was an enormous camp here. This is where it all started. From here the fashion of camping out in public squares began. But this time the most curious thing is that while people are camping on squares all over the world, down to the smallest villages in Holland, there isn’t a single tent here in Puerta del Sol.

There’s not the right spirit for it. And authorities wouldn’t accept it. ‘Been there, done that’, seems to be the prevailing thought. And also, it rains.

At the stroke of midnight a crowd gathered at the statue of the bear starts moving and singing. Even if we’re not camping, something is going to happen anyway. We move a couple of blocks north to the other side of Gran Vía, where a residential building has just been occupied. Banners are attached to the balconies. “Space liberated – For evicted families – An occupation for every eviction”.

My first impression from what I see and hear is that the movement went on to consolidate itself on the local level, in the villages and neighbourhoods. But in Sol there doesn’t seem to be much of the happy revolutionary spirit that characterised this place during the last elections in May.

Instead of camping, the movement has squatted the ‘Hotel Madrid’, close to Sol. I’ve been walking through there today. It made me think of Revolutionary HQ in Brussels. The place is enormous. The hotel rooms have been divided into living spaces for evicted families, working spaces for the commissions, and community spaces. It seems to be working out quite well from the outside, but there are also people willing to deny that.

Hotel Madrid

Map of one of the floors

There’s not much more I can say to you, I’ve only just arrived. Judging from all the manifestos announcing strikes and demonstrations, there certainly is no lack of initiatives. But people have the feeling that everything is going to change from now on. The right wing party will win the elections today. And probably they will not have any patience with the movement. They will deal with it swiftly, people think. And their hope is that repression will further stimulate resistance. They hope that after today, once the Socialist Party is ousted from power, their loyal electorate will take the streets alongside the movement.

We’ll see. ‘Full of expectation, our hearts are beating’, as the old Saint Nicholas song goes. ‘to know who will get sweets, and who’ll get whipped.’

Take care,


A room turned into a classroom. The 'blackboard' explains the alphabet and the basics of the German language

A History of Acampada Sol

In Acampada Sol, Madrid, Spain on 13 November 2011 at 20:56

Acampada Sol in the third week

Dear people,

I have been emptying my summer jacket’s right inside pocket, the one that I marked as ‘archive’. A whole lot of material from the Acampada Sol came out of it, including the original maps.

I also went through some of my oldest dispatches. I have been covering the 15M movement since the beginning, but until after the end of the acampada I was exclusively reporting in Dutch.

So I translated my initial reports. It’s a first hand history of what happened in Sol. If you want the guided tour of the place, be sure to check out the June 11 entry: Acampada Soul.

Soon I’ll be back on revolutionary road. And if I find anything interesting, you will be sure to hear from me.



May 21 – “The Key is in Sol”

About a goat sheperd who suddenly finds himself in the midst of a revolution.

May 25 – Portrait of an Acampada

General sketch after ten days of occupation.

May 27 – Comisión Comunicación

Your truly walks into the Communications office. He never left since.

May 27 – Catalonia is not Alone

Police clears the square in Barcelona by force to make room for football celebrations.

May 28 – A Visit from the East

A girl from China comes by at Communications. We discover we have more in common than we think, if only we found the right words for it.

May 29 – La Bastille

The movement expands into the neighbourhoods and villages. The first General Popular Assembly of Madrid convenes in Puerta del Sol.

May 30 – “¡Sol Resiste!

Our comrades in Paris have been evicted from the Bastille. We march in solidarity to the French embassy. There’s a tempest in the air.

May 31 – Extending the Field of Battle

At Extension the echoes of our movement are coming in from all over the world.

June 1 – The Times of Puerta del Sol

Trying to capture a day of acampada, and to make a newspaper out it.

June 1 – Ye Olde Clocke

A homage to Puerta del Sol.

June 2 – 21st Century Revolution

On audiovisuals and contemporary urban guerilla. Sol is under threat of eviction.

June 2 – The Summer of 2011

On the daily business of revolution. On Walt Disney.

June 3 – Web 3.0

On social media and liberty of action.

June 4 – Democracy from the Bottom Up

The interacampadas or National Assembly convenes in Sol.

June 5 – Murcia Mon Amour

On the press. On alternative roads to democracy, the Murcia case.

June 6 – Buy Tear Gas!

On sedition. Some free investment advice.

June 7 – Angel of the Revolution

On discouragement. On a girl with a camera who saves the day.

June 8 – The End of the Beginning

The assembly decides on lifting the acampada on June 12 with a great happening.

June 9 – “To Parliament!”

Parliament is besieged by surprise. It turns into a happy celebration.

June 10 – Respect!

A friend of mine comes to visit the acampada from Holland. On libertarianism and anarchism. On reasons for joining the revolution.

June 11 – Acampada Soul

A guided tour of the acampada, the day before it disappears, ‘for the history books’. Original maps included.

June 12 – Darth Vader

The new city council is sworn in. And we don’t let it pass by without making some noise.

June 13 – Brand New Day

On the final day of the acampada, and the day after. On a square that is polished to shine.

Global Update

In #GlobalRevolution on 2 November 2011 at 15:10

Dear people,

On October 15 almost every major city in the world was the scene of protests against the global financial system. I have been trying to put an image together of how the movement has been developing in these first few weeks that followed.

I started by making a comparison between the first wave of occupations, this spring, and the current one.

One has led to the other, both were inspired by the Arab spring, and fuelled by the financial crisis and the way politics has dealt with it. Both protests have a global resonance, but with different centres of gravity. The spring wave was more of a Latino-Mediterranean thing, centred on Spain and in particular Madrid. The autumn wave came from Wall Street, it enjoyed much wider media coverage and was picked up mainly but not exclusively by the English speaking world. At this moment, sustained occupations are going on in New Zealand, Australia, the UK, Canada, and most of all the United States of America.

I will give you some brief flashes from around the world. I will follow the sun.

On Global Revolution Day a crowd of police and journalists accompanied dozens of demonstrators to the financial district in Tokyo. The turnout might not have been very high in a city of about twenty million inhabitants, but it was significant because protesting is not a common thing in Japanese culture. Many of the protesters’ grievances were directed at the use of nuclear power, in the wake of the Fukushima disaster.

Low key demonstrations were also reported in Seoul and Manila. Occupy Jakarta has been going on since October 19.

In New Zealand and Australia there are occupations in every major city. From Wellington, Auckland and Christchurch to Sydney, Melbourne, Brisbane and Perth. The Melbourne occupation was evicted over a week ago. I wonder if it had anything to do with the [visit] of the queen to the city a couple of days later. Occupy Melbourne has now been re-established on a different site.

Occupy Singapore failed. Hong Kong is supposedly the only place in China where actions took place on October 15. And in much of India and South East Asia the occupation initiatives don’t seem to go any further than the Facebook pages. On the other hand, the India Against Corruption movement is gaining strength on the subcontinent since last spring.

I will leave the situation in the Middle East and North Africa out of the equation. For abundance of dramatic content it has already been extensively covered by mainstream media. What has been receiving less attention is the fact that massive demonstrations for social justice have been going on in Israel for months.

In South Africa, there are small occupy movements in Cape Town, and in the financial heart of the continent, Johannesburg. A few days ago a demonstration was held there, staged by the youth league of the governing ANC. It called for radical redistribution of wealth, and of white farmland among blacks. The racial dimension in the protest against the one percent is probably unavoidable in a country like South Africa. On the social media voices hosted the suspicion that youth leader Julius Malema wants to turn the country in another Zimbabwe.

In Europe there is a clear distinction between the southern countries that have already lived through a wave of occupations this spring and currently have more pressing matters to attend to, and the northern countries, where camping has only just become fashionable.

The occupation of Brussels withered away after a few days. But surprisingly, the movement rooted just north of the border, in the Netherlands. Amsterdam has been a flourishing camp ever since the start, and to date dozens of Dutch cities and villages are being occupied, or about to be occupied. Even my little home town of Dordrecht. I’m deeply touched.

There are people camping in Germany and the UK, there are rumours of people camping at La Défense in Paris. On the 15th the peaceful gathering in front of the Reichstag in Berlin was charged by the police. Protesters have returned to the spot since then, but the most prominent German occupation has been in Frankfurt, home of the ECB. On various occasions, Occupy Frankfurt has staged demonstrations in front of the bank, numbering in the thousands.

In London, the camp has been installed outside of St. Paul’s Cathedral. Due do the overwhelming presence of all the tents the church closed its doors for the first time since WW2. The dean has resigned in protest against a possible forced eviction. By now the church has reopened her doors. She was losing the revenue generated by the tourists.

To add to the religious dimension, the occupiers received an official note of support by various rabbis, who affirmed that the demand for a more just world was perfectly compliant with their faith. They signed under the name of ‘Occupy Judaism’.

There has been a little scandal as well, in London, when press used heat sensitive equipment at night to prove that 90 % of the tents were empty. Protesters countered the claim, by demonstrating that heat sensitive equipment doesn’t register all the presences. However it be, they admitted that not all the occupiers could resist the comfort of their own warm houses.

In the South of Europe, the revolution is at a different stage. I met comrade Ariadne in Brussels. She had just left Greece. She said that September had probably been the worst month in half a century. And she knows, she’s a historian. What is happening to the country is a national trauma. “Syntagma is dead”, I heard her say. It’s the great season of general strikes now, not of a peaceful assemblary movement, and it probably will not be for quite a while. “You cannot build a movement on a trauma.”

In Italy, strangely, the movement hasn’t really caught on, while there is every reason in the world that it should. This spring there has been some activity centred around the traditionally ‘red’ city of Bologna, but an Italian friend of mine described the history of the movement in Italy as the transition of ‘Take the square to take a beer’. In fall, the assemblies centered around Rome. It was the only place in the world where there have been serious disturbances on October 15. The people who shattered windows and burned cars or engaged in any other act of violence are, by definition, not a part of this movement. And I wouldn’t be surprised if they were infiltrators. The Italian prime minister or the right wing mayor of Rome wouldn’t have any ethical problems with resorting to this tactic.

In Nice, many veterans of the marches are gathering in occasion of the G20 meeting. Afterwards a sustainable march will depart. It’s destination is Greece, through Italy.

In Spain the assembly attendances have been down a bit in the last couple of months, but on October 15 the movement showed that it is very much alive and growing, and that Spain is still the epicenter of this revolution. Reports have come in of more than ten thousand people protesting in the tiniest villages of Asturias, more than in Brussels. In Madrid there were half a million people, in Barcelona 400.000.

The country is bracing for general elections on November 20, when the socialists will be voted out of office to be replaced by the dark side of the same medal, the Popular Party. Up until now, the movement in Spain has had relatively little trouble with authorities. All that can change when the PP comes to power.

In Latin America occupations are reported in Rio de Janeiro and São Paulo. There are revolutionary cells all over the continent. In Chile, the students movement for accessible public education has been active for months and is currently in a stalemate with the government.

In North America the movement has exploded on an unprecedented scale. Since the occupation of Wall Street began on September 17, the protest spread over every part of the U.S. and the inhabited zones of Canada.

In cities in the northeast like Boston, Montreal, and New York itself the campers are forcefully preparing for winter. Special winterisation working groups have been formed to coordinate this, first of all by getting the tents on pallets off the ground. Lists of needs have been drawn up urgently to meet with conditions after the first snow hit New York by surprise.

In Virginia, Occupy Richmond has been evicted by police in monday. The square has not yet been retaken.

Going West, all times zones are speckled with occupations. Detroit, Chicago, Minneapolis, Nashville, Kansas City, Denver, Calgary. The list goes on and on.

On the Pacific coast Occupy San Diego has been evicted last week, live on the internet. The site has since then been reoccupied by a multitude of citizens. From San Diego up north, the coast has been occupied up to Alaska. Los Angeles, San Francisco, San Jose, Berkeley, Seattle, Vancouver. In most cities there don’t seem to have been many troubles with authorities yet. Except for Oakland. The camp has been violently evicted this weekend. Projectiles were fired, tear gas was used. Protesters have reacted by throwing objects themselves. There were people injured. One of them is still in critical condition. He turned out to be an Iraq veteran. He came back from the war alive and he was hit in the head with a tear gas grenade for camping out in Oakland. The site has been firmly reoccupied.

The General Assembly of Occupy Oakland has called for a General Strike on wednesday November 2. Demonstrations of solidarity with Scott Olsen, the injured veteran, have been held all over the country and the world.

As the sun sets over the occupations of Honolulu and Maui in the Pacific Ocean, it has already risen again in Australia and the Far East. I imagine it must be a great place to camp for a better world, out there on the islands of Hawaii.