after i got home from working in the world of retail ( one of the most egregious misallocations of resources imaginable ) the puking buddha and i sat down to peruse the sunday new york times...the self-proclaimed bastion of truth and trump bashing ( the latter of which i am inclined to agree with )...their rather sharp criticisms of the president at large are somewhat blunted by both their arrogance in claiming the "truth" and the shameless merchandising surrounding it...
burdened by the relentless existential hum of the "truth" puke and i turned to the "T the new york times style magazine" travel issue which came with today's paper hoping for some numbing escapism as the contributors related their tales of island life...this hope too was blunted by the fact that well over half the magazines pages were glossy advertisements ( orwell's "stick in a bucket of pig swill" ) for louis vuitton, yves saint laurent, cartier, et alia that detracted from the need to escape the miasma of late stage capitalism and its relentless existential hum of consumption...
this page is what got the magazine tossed across the room ( until i retrieved it to scan the offense ) $26550 worth of haute couture on a "model" ( and that does not include the "price on request" louis vuitton hat )...one wonders how i am to give their editorial stance any credibility when they are cut from the same cloth as the avaricious president...the disconnect between the alleged life these pages portray and the reality that most face is incredible...the constantly iterated and reiterated lesson that all media is a cesspit of biased, subjective opinion is what keeps me on as a subscriber...fuck these people.
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