Long Lost Nobody

Ok so I'm back...Back to scream from the coldest cave, in the deepest depths of the blackest ocean. So, this week I came to realize that exploitation is alive and well and hiding in the front pockets of complex legal grids. Retail Corporations are the new company stores on steroids. Billions and billions of dollars are made in these big box stores that are nothing more than a modern equivalent of the ancient bazaar. The only difference is you cannot buy three pounds of hashish, a woman, and a monkey on a leash. What you can get however is an endless supply of crap that you really don't need and cant figure out why you bought it the moment you take it home. Do we really need a George Foreman Grill? Is another Gut Buster really going to make the difference? Is it at all possible to live without a homemade ice-cream maker...I submit that it is not. No, we need these...We must buy.

In America we don't spend out of material need anymore. We don't even spend out of material desire. No its entirely different. We spend in a mad frenzy to keep from having to face the boredom of our lives. We live the day in day out pain of the day in day out push to the grave, and if we stop buying we will have to have full blown recognition and that would be truly out of the box. Of course this lowly state of existence is recognized by the Retail Corporate Satanists. They foster it by keeping us primed through guerrilla advertising tactics, and constant bombardment with the new and stylish trends that are churned out with mechanized speed. Trends are shot from an electronic cannon in New York City directly into our squash rot brains where it bounces around for awhile. Once it looses momentum all it takes is another blast and we are off and running again.

The bottom line is we need to wake up. Or maybe the bottom line is that there is no bottom line and as long as that's the case...People will Buy.