Peoples Library of Occupied Vancouver:About
History of the Occupy Vancouver Library
The library sprung from the loins of one mythical beast by the name of Iain. What popped out were some pamphlets and a table. Suddenly other less ethereal beasts were inspired to give birth to books and tents and volunteers and chairs, even a green leather sofa (imagine the labour) and a whole onslaught of minutiae and gewgaws, like a croquet set and some knitting needles, a wooden horse and materials for producing masterpieces of art and literary persuasions (persuasive they were too; to embed political thought into the people that wandered in and pondered over them). The library at the onset was a place that shut down for the evenings, until some of the nighthawks insisted on it being available for people active at all hours of the day, (as Goethe said, “Night is the other half of life, and the better half.”) There were intense drunken chess duels at two in the morning, there were impassioned poetry recitals as the feet of the sleeping lumps on the couch stirred, there were debates over whether or not donated Ayn Rand books should be tossed in the trash; they ended up under the new section "Know Thy Enemy" along with a book by Bill Gates and works of the mendacious Milton Friedman. During the day the library was a place of cramped communion, it was a place where people came to get educated, for initially the name by which the library went by was 'The Education Station', but was, a few weeks into the camp, renamed 'The People's Lovely Library' after some bum at 4 in the morning, with cold fingers and coffee trembles decided to paint a pretty sign.