This is how the revolution begins
Hey all you wild spirits out there,
Here is how the Global Spring begins:
A few lone wolves among us start pasting posters in and around Goldman Sachs HQ at 200 West Street, Manhattan, New York. Groups of two or three turn up and hand out leaflets at their branch office at Maria de Molina 6-5a, Madrid, Spain. People start gathering and having fun outside Goldman's offices in 50 cities...
Then . . . on Thursday May 23, when Goldman Sachs holds its annual shareholders meeting at 222 South Main Street, Salt Lake City, Utah, 500 people turn up and solidarity games are held across the world. It gets serious when thousands start playing on September 17 in front of Goldman's branches in Los Angeles, Toronto, Moscow, London, Buenos Aires, Melbourne, Beijing, Mexico City. The media picks up on this fledgling global revolt. . .
And, one fine day, the whole thing suddenly catches fire . . . #GOLDMAN becomes a rallying cry for people everywhere to rise up against the financial fraudsters who have been fucking around with our lives for far too long.
When the moment is ripe, all it takes is a spark.
for the wild,
Kono Matsu / [email protected]
Culture Jammers HQ
P.S. Find teammates and Goldman Sachs locations at meetup.com/goldman
Catch up on the gameplay thus far, here.
Now print this poster, and plaster it all over the world!

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batmanual
i meet the enemy and he is us.
i lived the occupation. i saw the man in black crush the other. i am the other. this land is no longer my land.
go, fight the goldman for no man ought share the street of the sociopath, yet be mindful that the enemy is no more the blanfien or the goldman as it is us.
the enemy is not all of us, it is our ignorance; ignorance of who we are; ignorance of why we are; ignorance of the power of time over our finite being. so, go now, go and face your mortality; die, die well, die at your own hand, on your own terms, and be reborn as living proof of the possible.
Anonymous
In the words of the Les Miserables score "Red and Black", this should be our war cry.
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