Members of the Occupy Wall Street movement take part in a protest march through the financial district of New York, October 12, 2011. REUTERS/Lucas Jackson   Choose your variation: There’s nothing surer: The rich get richer and the poor get—poorer/children/laid off.  Whatever you pick, the line may be considered one of the slogans of the Occupy Wall Street demonstrators.

When those protests against everything began a month ago, most outside observers viewed them with a mixture of bemusement and bewilderment.  They have rapidly devolved into a source of disenchantment, disgust, and now fear. 

At first, what little focus they had seem centered on the people President Barack Hussein Obama called the Wall Street “fat cats.”  They’ve widened their scope beyond greed.  

A LaLa Land demonstrator revealed that new vista when he announced at an Occupy Los Angeles rally that violence and bloodshed will become necessary components of the Left Coast occupation. 

Rejecting Gandhian non-violence, the unidentified, heavily-accented speaker lectured his excited audience on his revolutionary model, the French Reign of Terror.  He concluded, “So, ultimately, the bourgeoisie won’t go without violent means.  Revolution! Yes, revolution that is led by the working class.  Long live revolution! Long live socialism!”  

See and hear his call for insurrection here:

The failure of the Occupiers to recognize that Washington, not bankers, was the primary cause of the sub-prime mortgage crisis which precipitated our Great Recession and most of the Occupiers’ grievances could be dismissed as merely pathetic.  This new wrinkle is disturbing.  

As the New York demonstrations grew and began to spread nationwide, other complaints came to the fore, especially the moans of mostly young college dropouts and graduates burdened with sometimes massive student debt who demanded some succor.  Their demands, to date, haven’t been accompanied by calls for revolution.

The nature of that relief by demonstrating students and their fellow victims of societal inequities remains unclear: jobs, loan payments, housing, better jobs, loan forgiveness, penthouses?  The point all the protestors seem to miss is that God–and taxpayers–help those who help themselves and bitching, disrupting, and doing little else don’t come close to constituting self-help. 

When Brookfield Office Management, the incredibly tolerant (and very rich) owners of the epicenter of the Occupiers’ revolt, Zuccotti Park, send in their workers Friday morning to scrub their property after weeks of occupation, push will come to shove.  The place has to be vacant. 

The hopelessly ineffectual Mayor Bloomberg has finally ordered the protestors out for sanitary reasons and unless they want to get their first baths in weeks with powerwashers, the protestors must be gone to allow Brookfield to remove everything remaining–their tarps, their filthy clothing, their garbage, their used condoms, and their excrement. 

Should the New York radical contingent resist what they suspect is a permanent expulsion from Zuccotti and adopt the Left Coast call for bloody revolution, the Occupy Wall Streeters may some day be regarded as the anarchists who brought America down.