eric blair was in the habit of dissecting a page or two of his newspaper from time in his tribune column...reading between the editorial board approved lines to try to find out what was really going on...when i hefted this morning's new york times off the front deck i had my suspicions about what was up...but first i stopped off in the kitchen to weigh the bastard...a shade over three pounds of newsprint and...you guessed it...glossy advertizing...including the "T" style magazine and the annual "watch your time" section of watches so expensive ( think of a figure equaling or surpassing what i paid for my working class hovel ) there are no prices printed ( "if you have to ask you can't afford it " )...the front section was expanded to two because every other page was a full page ad for something or another ( at&t and apple went berserk )...so scrooges "false and commercial festival" has arrived and we better fucking well consume or retailers will suffer and so will the economy...i can feel the advent of deeply seated streaks of both austerity and the pariah mentality...i can see me holed up with a few books and the basement projects until mid january when the new year grind begins to kick in...my favorite? the tired and passe rolling stones flogging grossly expensive watches to the proles...priceless.
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