I have an idea. Why don’t the Dale Farm travellers occupy Wall Street?
A gang of angry Pavees with piebalds and campfires would piss off the bankers a lot more than a few well-meaning middle-class academics.
Sulky races outside JP Morgan. A pile of scrap metal in the foyer of the Stock Exchange. Will ya buy shares in that, Boss? Mini-skirted teenagers praying to tree stumps.
Tarmac on the carpet of the Fed.
Besides, when the NYPD beat them off the street, we’ll all have sympathy for them: another first for the Pavees.
Everyone’s a winner, except the Wall Street fat cats who have to put up with travellers knocking on the window of their hundredth-floor penthouses. D’ya want the aul gutters cleaned there, Boss?
What do you think? I reckon it’s a winner all round. It might even open up another business opportunity: occupying things. Wouldn’t it be nice for them to have an occupation?