Speaking of consumerism……………
Let me begin my weekend with a bit of a confession….I normally do my book wormy thing every day….read, take notes, and write…..but from time to time I do something that I do not like much….I watch the “Boob Tube”….I find it tedious and mentally frustrating at the sheer simplistic crap that passes for “entertainment”….
The day I lowered myself to watching TV I found a couple of things that are a bit disturbing….we Americans are ate up with our “bums”…..there are countless ads for our regularity…then there are products that make our “bums” all happy and comfy……and then I watched one that was just the absolute worst…..
There has been a revelation that after all our concern over our “bums”…sh*t stinks!
You guessed it…there is a product that one can buy to solve this problem…..the product is called….”V.I.POO” (I am by NO means being compensated for this article)
Apparently there is a whole industry being built around “Poo-Pourri”……
And I am sure somewhere out there is “stupid” land there is a conspiracy that links the smell of feces with a Muslim plot.
Now I know why I spend my time in books and reading….our society has become silly and pathetic….I much prefer the history, the actual debates and the variety.
And I am sure somewhere out there is “stupid” land there is a conspiracy that links the smell of feces with a Muslim plot.—- [ Well, perhaps not a plot exactly…]
Why not they blame them for just about everything else…so why not
No blame is assigned that has not been earned I am sure of that much.
Only in some minds
I know that the Khafir is always to blame for everything.
No more so than those heathens of the fake preachers.
It’s a question of priorities, you see. “Dark Helmet” in “Spaceballs” says: “I knew it, I’m surrounded by assholes!” Perhaps this is after all a society of assholes. Therefore, they have to give priority to the comforts expected by their nature. In England, so I learned from another blog there is a growing industry around using human excrement in various ways including works of art. This isn’t a world that one would be terribly motivated in trying to save, perhaps the opposite. Go ahead Mr. Dollar Trump, “do your worst” – the time is ripe for your moment of strutting upon the stage and setting it on fire.
Spaeballs….great movie…thanx for the stroll down memory lane…LOL chuq
Gotta confess; that’s funny as, well, shit….
Sorry, couldn’t resist….
Now you know why my TV is a hat stand….
gigoid
It’s okay…there was something about it that just smells….could not resist either…LOL chuq