The Yes Men’s campaign to “Become BFF’s with a Banker” is protest art activism on a one-to-one scale.  The revolutionaries advocate creatively pranking the executive 1 percenters, and while I agree that a good joke and a stubborn presence will get their attention (especially if that presence is camped outside their front door) I advocate that it’s immediately followed up with something with a bit more kick—perhaps like unconditional love. Let’s make them gifts and leave them in front of the gates around their houses or with the concierge at the base of their pyramid penthouses.  Let’s send them loving, encouraging emails (the Yes Lab page includes a handy contact list of bankers and CEO’s for you to contact) asking them to tell us about their dreams and desires, in addition to letting them know what our lives are like, and the reasons why we wish better things for life on this planet. We can let them know there will be someone there for them when they come over to the other side. We can promise to hold them close while they shed the layers they no longer need. Inspired in part by The Love Artist

The Yes Men’s campaign to “Become BFF’s with a Banker” is protest art activism on a one-to-one scale.  The revolutionaries advocate creatively pranking the executive 1 percenters, and while I agree that a good joke and a stubborn presence will get their attention (especially if that presence is camped outside their front door) I advocate that it’s immediately followed up with something with a bit more kick—perhaps like unconditional love. Let’s make them gifts and leave them in front of the gates around their houses or with the concierge at the base of their pyramid penthouses.  Let’s send them loving, encouraging emails (the Yes Lab page includes a handy contact list of bankers and CEO’s for you to contact) asking them to tell us about their dreams and desires, in addition to letting them know what our lives are like, and the reasons why we wish better things for life on this planet.

We can let them know there will be someone there for them when they come over to the other side.

We can promise to hold them close while they shed the layers they no longer need.

Inspired in part by The Love Artist

On this historic night of protest, I find myself thinking about Egypt and how beautifully poetic it is that humanity’s collective shift to the next level of civilization was initiated over there, on the land that contains the pyramids, which were built around the same time that the Long Count of the Mayan calendar began—a 5125 year cycle that is scheduled to end in 2012. What happened in Egypt reminds us that every ending is a beginning—all that exists is the mega-ritual, the world-wide event, the synchronicity of creation which is at the same time a discovery of that which was already there.  Android Jones’ painting, “Power to the Pyramid” depicts the magical confluence of past and present taking place in Egypt.  It reveals revolution in the age of the internet—the clashing of forces beneath a surface hyperlit by the glow of millions of tuned in screens.  At the retreat in Utah, where he was in attendance, I was gratified to hear Android explain that the figure in the center of the painting with fist defiantly raised was an homage to Michael Jackson.

On this historic night of protest, I find myself thinking about Egypt and how beautifully poetic it is that humanity’s collective shift to the next level of civilization was initiated over there, on the land that contains the pyramids, which were built around the same time that the Long Count of the Mayan calendar began—a 5125 year cycle that is scheduled to end in 2012. What happened in Egypt reminds us that every ending is a beginning—all that exists is the mega-ritual, the world-wide event, the synchronicity of creation which is at the same time a discovery of that which was already there. 

Android Jones’ painting, “Power to the Pyramid” depicts the magical confluence of past and present taking place in Egypt.  It reveals revolution in the age of the internet—the clashing of forces beneath a surface hyperlit by the glow of millions of tuned in screens.  At the retreat in Utah, where he was in attendance, I was gratified to hear Android explain that the figure in the center of the painting with fist defiantly raised was an homage to Michael Jackson.