“Wall Street. Four years ago you saw that the country was brittle. You saw that it was ripe for the taking, and so you did. You shattered the country. And you collected the fragmented pieces to line your pockets.
“We stand here united and strong four years later. We stand before your butcher block, before your slaughtering house. Did you think that the people would not come to know what you have done?”
“Your complete lack of compassion for your fellow man has left you with a grave error. The game is over, Wall Street. You forget that a poor man will slit your belly to eat what you have already eaten. Can you hear us, Wall Street?”
“Keep trying to belittle us, pundits. You lapdogs of the elite. Keep trying to sum up this movement in a sound bite. This is a cultural crisis and you are simply too stupid to understand it.”
“Protesters: Do not be moved and you will have fire breathed into you. Smile at the police. Ignore the pundits. The worse it gets, the stronger you become. The more hopeless your movement looks, the closer you are to success. You will be written into History. You will be backed-up. We will not let your cries go idle. We will not let allow your fire to be smothered.”