Clueless kids who think the world owes them a living, odious combination of public sector union hacks, hypocrite rich celebrities, burnt out '60s hippies or devious politicians exploiting them for their useful idiot value
Looking back at my life immediately following college, I've come to the conclusion that, to put it in terms the OWS crowd can understand, I suffered from low self-esteem and/or never got in touch with my inner child. Armed with my diploma and the aforementioned lack of self-worth, I secured my first post-graduate job: working as a cashier and a stock clerk in a Brooklyn liquor store. Even "worse?" I didn't mind it one bit.
