Ed Driscoll

'Hell No, We Won't Go—Unless We Get Goose Down Pillows'

In his emailed Morning Jolt today, Jim Geraghty (who was our dinner guest on the last night of the NR Cruise) writes that some of the Occupy Wall Street types push David Brooks’ Bourgeois Bohemian concept to its absolute breaking point, as they prefer to protest in style:

The New York Post continues to generate the most entertaining coverage of the lice-infested, Nazi-endorsed rape camps known as the Occupy Wall Street protests:

Hell no, we won’t go — unless we get goose down pillows.

A key Occupy Wall Street leader and another protester who leads a double life as a businessman ditched fetid tents and church basements for rooms at a luxurious hotel that promises guests can “unleash [their] inner Gordon Gekko,” The Post has learned.

The $700-per-night W Hotel Downtown last week hosted both Peter Dutro, one of a select few OWS members on the powerful finance committee, and Brad Spitzer, a California-based analyst who not only secretly took part in protests during a week-long business trip but offered shelter to protesters in his swanky platinum-card room.

Doug Powers chuckles:

A couple of years ago while in Manhattan my wife and I stayed at the W hotel downtown. Why? Because we had a tremendous urge to stick it to The Man, that’s why. By the time we checked out, a feeling of satisfaction engulfed us because we knew we’d finally gotten even with the upper one percent. It was the kind of warm deliverance from a world of Wall Street greed that only paying hundreds of dollars to a publicly traded corporate hotel chain can provide.

Just to show you how far into the future everyone here at PJM lives, our original launch party back in November of 2005 was at a W hotel in Manhattan, in our effort to show solidarity with OWS six years before the concept was formed. If the hotel still employs an Incense Wrangler to change the scented joss sticks in the elevators each day, he could do boffo business down in Zuccotti Park. On the other hand, given that it’s a New York hotel, while the lobby was certainly swanky, most of the actual hotel rooms aren’t much bigger than the size of a pup tent down there, either.  (Though presumably Dutro and Spitzer were ensconced in the hotel’s larger facilities. Stick it to the man!)