An unfortunate agent of capitalism. Agent? Only an attempt to rise my ego...Allow me to readjust the title.... Foot Soldier or Grunt. (Choose what you like) In a couple of days I will embark in the sinniest of days, Black Friday. It is black because it is all you see when hunting for human dignity. The lights of humanity dimmed to blind precision. A chance for claw like nails to draw blood for $219 50 inch televisions. A chance for a medly of different footwear to stomp upon downed spine for $25 next gen video game titles. A sudden rush of blood to the head for 0 down on a deceptive 2 year agreement for a Galaxy S5. The contract is synonymous to this plague. As we are chained to a ball of unlimited talk, text and invisible data. The true vultures and pigs of capitalism enjoy this as their field day. As they smoke their Cubans and drink their vintage wine while they laugh at the gross barbarity that is the opportunistic groundlings pulling their own legs down to impede progress. And here I wait only days beforehand to don the black mask and wield the gargantuan axe as the higher chain commands me so. The Executioner. Put it on the chopping block. No, not heads (What do you take me for? A savage?)....... Civilization!
Posted on: Tue, 25 Nov 2014 10:21:40 +0000
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