Using an intriguing style that utilizes both pulp fiction and literary non-fiction styles, Hedges and Sacco have developed a disturbing, yet honest, view of the 'voiceless masses of America'. Being not only previously defeated in former protests but totally unorganized, without political representation and lacking in funding, the four segments of society that were chosen should only be looked upon as being one of the many, one of the nameless victims to unfettered capitalism. The way out of this morass, to be honest, seems to be a near impossibility. While the authors spend a great deal of time at the text's end heralding the Occupy Movement, the result of such an spontaneous process seems, at best, very limited. Why? There are two reasons. First of all the moneyed 1% not only control the economics of the country but its political system as well. And, by doing so, the crowds were broken up through the simple use of police brutality. Across the country this was done not only in an coordinated manner but done under the guises of ignoring one of our sacred Constitutional rights, that of legal protest. The other reason for Occupy's apparent failure lies with the protestors themselves. When the group occupying Zuccotti Square first became newsworthy we immediately related it to the 1960s protests and, in turn, became very hopeful. But this era had one thing that this time is lacking; "skin in the game". It was members of that generation because they had dark skin that were being lynched, beaten and treated inhumanely. It was their personal pain that led to the initiation of those protests. Also, it was members of this generation that held 1A Draft Cards which were a near guarantee of being sent to the killing fields of Southeast Asia. It was them that first chanted "Hell no, we won't go." It was them who protested or fled to Canada such that they could hold onto their chances of mere survival. Lastly, it was the women of our society who led the march against having others be in charge of their bodies and placing glass ceilings above their heads. Such is not the case with the present situation. The occupiers, while of honest spirit and focus, have very little personal involvement with what is happening. They have `little skin in the game'. So when the eventual swarms of billeted police attacked their rightful positions, they fled. Oh, yes, they may have returned, even more than once, but eventually the blind force of corporatism won out and the public parks remain empty to this date. Our actions since this time against the evils that the book portrays have done little good as well. While we feel somewhat comforted in signing a computer-driven protest sheet or send on a shocking news item through Facebook, this may actually be the devil in disguise for we may begin to feel that our obligation to the aide of this situation is done. After all, we signed a petition, didn't we? Such attitudes, unfortunately, keep us prone in our chairs rather than actively out on the streets as we should be.
Chris Hedges, in the text's final paragraphs, holds onto the hope that the Operation Movement give. Is he naively stupid or is it myself who is inane through the lack of hope? Only time will tell and only time can show the way upward or downward. When the raft is sinking is it better to hold onto to something, anything in hopes that it will continue to allow you to breath or is it better to view reality for what it is and to completely let go? Chris says to hold on and I, at this point, choose not to argue with him. As the my summary title states; "We have met the enemy and he is us.". This, too, defines the plight of the USA as it appears before us. Is there an answer to the cruel prison which we have entrapped ourselves in? There must be or life, as we have come to know of it, has ceased to exist. We just aren't aware of it yet......