by H. Tsory
I have a story in The Satirist called ‘The Occupational Hazards of Occupying’ – an exposé of the rise and fall of Fred Zamtoit, leader within the Occupy movement:
This is a satire based on observations of Tent City in downtown Ottawa, Ontario.
Life at Tent City acquired a rhythm and direction. A man known as Drumbaba led the daily drum circle. A roundtable was held almost every afternoon. The group maintained that it was a collective of peers, nonpartisan and open to all, with every voice accorded value. In practice it was Zamtoit who set the agenda, it being implicitly understood that all matters of importance were deferred to him.
Of all the challenges perhaps most grave was the approach of winter. The incessant growl and tang of diesel generators wafted through the ever more forlorn encampment as leaves accumulated on the ground and night came on earlier, the dedicated core pacing, pacing, shivering, pacing. There were rumblings of dissent and discussions of how long they could reasonably be expected to confront the elements. Herb Morganta, leader of the conspiracist faction and a significant rival to Zamtoit, insisted that government Illuminati had planted sowers of dissent within the group, and a general purging was in order.