Capitalism is a blight on society. A tumor ingrained deep within our very reality. It dictates the way we see the world, and the way it sees us. These things are funneled into our brains and left to ferment there like fruit cocktail in shitty prison wine. Mold grows all over our moist slimy brains, clouding our sense of what’s normal and what’s not. Media teaches us how we hear, see, and feel, driven solely by capitalism. Restaurants teach us how to taste. Febreeze and various celebrities with different perfumes teach us how to smell.
In the pipe-dream world where this blog takes off and I become a wealthy reclusive gazillionaire, perhaps I’ll buy a Raytheon missile of my own. I would aim it straight at the sun.