Black Friday eh? Well, what can I say...
Imported from the US, this new fuckfest of greed and herd-like mentality has arrived wearing Gucci and Prada, all over the shops in Blighty. For those brave enough to venture out on Friday to grab oneself a bargain, Sheeple all over England have been trampled on, kicked, molested and dominated as Wayne and Waynetta clamber over all in the way to buy little Frogmella that Ipad, that TV, those trainers …that their little brat does not need.
Yes, it's consumerism masturbation at it's finest, folks, and we lucky ones, have our mouths WIDE open eagerly lapping it all up.
Look, don't get me wrong. I'm as much of a consumer as every other wanker that lives here. I like my things, I like my home. I like buying nice things FOR my home. But to actually go out there, queue up and HURT people over crap I don't need? What?
Really?
That's not the point. Today, I was thinking about this quite a lot. It's upset me. I know this is going to sound like something a spotty A Level sociology student would come out with, but: Black Friday has made me think just how fucking lucky I am to be ABLE to live where I do. We all are. I will never experience hunger (well, LOOK at me!), never experience having to wake up and not know where food or water will come from that day. If I'm sick, I can go to the DR, have extensive treatment thanks to the amazing NHS. I am so bloody lucky to have a house, friends who love me, good people in my life. I don't need this shit to validate me as a human being. I'm just lucky to be here to enjoy this amazing planet for what it all is.
Fighting over gadgets, fighting over food. I know which battle I'd rather be fighting.
Don't you? x
Imported from the US, this new fuckfest of greed and herd-like mentality has arrived wearing Gucci and Prada, all over the shops in Blighty. For those brave enough to venture out on Friday to grab oneself a bargain, Sheeple all over England have been trampled on, kicked, molested and dominated as Wayne and Waynetta clamber over all in the way to buy little Frogmella that Ipad, that TV, those trainers …that their little brat does not need.
Yes, it's consumerism masturbation at it's finest, folks, and we lucky ones, have our mouths WIDE open eagerly lapping it all up.
Look, don't get me wrong. I'm as much of a consumer as every other wanker that lives here. I like my things, I like my home. I like buying nice things FOR my home. But to actually go out there, queue up and HURT people over crap I don't need? What?
Really?
That's not the point. Today, I was thinking about this quite a lot. It's upset me. I know this is going to sound like something a spotty A Level sociology student would come out with, but: Black Friday has made me think just how fucking lucky I am to be ABLE to live where I do. We all are. I will never experience hunger (well, LOOK at me!), never experience having to wake up and not know where food or water will come from that day. If I'm sick, I can go to the DR, have extensive treatment thanks to the amazing NHS. I am so bloody lucky to have a house, friends who love me, good people in my life. I don't need this shit to validate me as a human being. I'm just lucky to be here to enjoy this amazing planet for what it all is.
Fighting over gadgets, fighting over food. I know which battle I'd rather be fighting.
Don't you? x