When I take a shower, my mind tends to wander to different subjects. Some are interesting. Some are irritable things bothering me. Some are silly or weird little thoughts that fall apart when you really consider the feasibility. And some are thoughts that follow me out of the shower and linger in my brain afterward.

And that’s what this post is about. A shower thought about the movie "Old."

Sometimes I watch the movie reviews of Amanda the Jedi on YouTube, which means when I finish watching a video and the next one auto-starts, sometimes it will be an Amanda the Jedi video. And yesterday it was "A Knock at the Cabin," which today had my brain segue into thoughts about the movie "Old" while I was showering. Mostly because I was thinking about "Flowers In the Attic" and "My Sweet Audrina."

"Flowers in the Attic" was a societal phenomenon back in the day. There were the books, trashy novels that you would find on the coffee tables of some of the people you would least suspect of reading such things. And then later there was a TV mini-series starring a pre-Buffy the Vampire Slayer Kristy Swanson.

And that grandma? She completely terrified me.

It was because of watching reruns of that mini-series that I ended up reading V.C. Andrews novels at much too young of an age. Like, I didn’t understand half of what I was reading, but it’s all been stored up in the ol’ memory vault.

I started with "Flowers in the Attic," then followed it up with her other novels. Just delving way too deep into the fucked up drama of the Dollanganger family. It’s been YEARS since I’ve read those books, and maybe I don’t remember things clearly, but what I do remember? Stuck in my brain forever.

Like, I was scared of the grandmother in "Flowers In the Attic." Then I read her story and I couldn’t help empathizing with her. Like, she had a bad marriage but didn’t think she had any other choices. And she was raising a daughter that wasn’t her own? So she had all this resentment toward the girl she was expected to raise and love, which translated into her anger and resentment toward her husband being focused on the spoiled young girl. And that the girl grew up to be worse and worse of a person? A beautiful but poisonous flower? It was like proof that her dislike was always justified.

And I’m pretty sure, if I remember correctly, that while the grandmother was the terrifying figure in the children’s life, it was actually their own mother that was the worst one.

It was their mother that brought them the arsenic-laced donuts. As a treat. That they were grateful to receive because they thought it was proof their mother still loved and cared for them.

It was their mother that brought them into that house. That told them they would have to live in the attic "For a little while. Just until my father forgives me. Just until he dies. Just until…" Then her father died and she didn’t tell the children. Then she was getting remarried and she was worried her new husband wouldn’t like that she was bringing children into the marriage. Then she was married and it was "too late." And the whole time, the children were withering away in that attic, mentally and physically warped by their confinement.

And then Cory died. And it was tragic because he was the sweetest of the children. Their heart and soul.

And that was just the START of the fucked upness of the Dollanganger family drama.

And my mind drifted to "My Sweet Audrina" and the ephemeral nature of memory. She was assaulted and forgot herself and her parents let her, thinking that it would be better for her. And her cruel cousin who was jealous of her tormenting her when she was "seven," telling her that she would never be as good as the first Audrina, the real Audrina.

And that Audrina married her rapist. Oh, sorry, he didn’t rape her. He just watched and didn’t stop it. But he’d had a crush on her and he loved her and he’d made sure to run into her and wiggle his way into her life when she didn’t remember him and they’d fallen in love and they’d gotten married and they had a happy life together and…

Everyone around Audrina knew what had happened to her except Audrina. They tried to use the excuse that they were protecting her. Which meant that it was okay that they lied to her and gaslit her and manipulated her memories and entire sense of being into becoming the person they wanted her to be. It was okay because it was for her own good.

And she spent her whole life envious and jealous of "the real" Audrina. That perfect beautiful girl everyone spoke about and that she could never be even close to being as good as.

A beautiful girl. A flawed girl. A girl with her own thoughts and feelings, but who now only exists in the memories of the people around her. A girl Audrina could never even think of becoming, because she was made out of starlight and memberberries, sweetly poisonous to the Audrina left behind. An idol with all the rough bits scraped off, retaining only the perfections and none of the flaws and uniqueness of the real girl she was.

The "real Audrina" never existed. And "the sweet Audrina" was actually someone terrified of not being good enough for the people that had loved the real Audrina.

Which made me think of the movie "Old."

The doctor who shows all the signs of early-onset Alzheimer’s, but who the movie makers decided to give schizophrenia instead, when he clearly has Alzheimer’s, a disease of the memory.

Alzheimer’s would have made so much more sense. But I guess there are some things that terrify even people that make horror movies. Forgetting. Remembering. Losing yourself in the past while the present and the future become dark and terrifying places to be.

Alzheimer’s is a frightening disease. And that it can effect anyone? That it can suddenly start and there’s nothing you can do about it? That you might not even realize that you’ve been effected, and that it will be the people around you that notice your oddities first?

Alzheimer’s is not a disease of forgetting. It’s a disease of remembering. Of your mind going back to places and times you want to remember or that you want to forget while your body continues to exist in the present. And everything around you becomes terrifying because your mind was in one place, and then suddenly you find yourself somewhere else surrounded by unfamiliar people.

It’s why "50 First Dates" isn’t really a romantic story. It is the description of one woman’s nightmare.

A man fell in love with her and decided that he was going to make a life with her. And she’s meeting him for the first time every single day with only his accounts of their life together to tell her that she’s happy. That she chose to be with him. And her family corroborate his stories.

And her father and brother and her friends are all getting older and older as the years pass. And she remembers herself as a young woman with a bright future ahead of her. Only to wake up every day to see herself in the mirror, changed and changing. And that she woke up suddenly pregnant. That she woke up suddenly a mother. A grandmother. An orphan. A widow. An old woman in a care facility.

Alzheimer’s can take anyone. And I can understand why that might be a concept too terrifying for even a horror movie maker to face.

Before the vaccine, there was a 19-year-old girl that had early-onset Alzheimer’s as a sequela of COVID. I didn’t see any follow-ups of her story, but I assume that her family is trying their best and want to retain some privacy. They simply wanted the world to know that Alzheimer’s is a possible result of COVID.

And thinking about her, I have to wonder how it must be like to have Alzheimer’s when you’re so young. To only have 19-years worth of memories to sink back into.

People that are 90 years old with Alzheimer’s have 90 years worth of history to re-experience. But what do you have when you’re only 19?

Do the years of infancy come back to you, sharp and present? Do you mentally return to being a baby in your mother’s arms only to find yourself in an adult body in a cold cruel world? Or do those early life memories still remain dark and you only have the memories from when you’re like 5 and older? So you only have 14 years of memories to live in?

Do you forget how to read and write? Are you sad because you suddenly go from having childhood friends to being in an adult body?

I can understand why the movie makers were too afraid to have the doctor suffer from Alzheimer’s in the movie "Old." Because at our core, memories are what make us who we are. They are the strands holding our consciousness together. And without them, we are vulnerable to the world and people around us, forced to accept the person we are told we are supposed to be.

And then I let those thoughts be washed down the drain. And I got out of the shower. And here I am. And writing down the memory of those thoughts isn’t as horrifying and disquieting as when those thoughts lived in my head.

And I can’t imagine being stuck in that moment with those thoughts forever vivid and fresh in my mind. Trapped in a recursive loop with no way to break free.

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Anyone else still using facial whip makers? I have an off-brand one (that looks like a cat head!) that I use with a Dove Beauty Bar.

It works well for me because I can use the foamer part to scrape a bit off the bar of soap and use the facial whip maker to create a bunch of foam to wash my face. And I don’t get the rest of the soap bar wet, so it lasts longer.

My only complaint is that I always make too much foam for me to use with one washing. So like, "This stupid thing works too well. Throw it away" lol.

I suppose if I didn’t have the facial whip maker and I wanted to save a bar of soap for long term use, I could use a grater and grate off a bunch of soap into a jar or something. Then I could shake some soap shavings out when I wash my face. But I already have the facial whip maker, so why not use that?

Anyways, I’m not saying I’m a super frugal person freaking out over wasting "My precious soap bar!" It’s just that the most annoying thing about using a bar of soap is that once you get a bar of soap wet, that’s pretty much it. You have to use it or lose it.

So being able to scrape off a tiny bit as needed seems to work well.

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Bars of soap take up less space and last longer than liquid soap. I personally use liquid soap because I’m lazy, but I figure if a situation happened–THE END OF THE WORLD!!! (economic collapse)–I would probably grab a few bottles of liquid soap and otherwise stock up on bar soap.

Like, castile soap can be used to wash cats and dogs. You want to get the plain castile soap without essential oils (dogs can handle some kinds of essential oils, but cats CANNOT at all), and it’s great for killing fleas and ticks on contact.

I use the liquid Dr. Bronner’s Magic Pure Castile Soap for Babies because it’s milder, and the mix is more water per soap and it’s great for bathing the dog. But if I had to I could get a bar of castile soap, shave it, and mix it with water to make my own liquid soap. And people even use it alone to wash laundry, though it’s better to add some washing soda (sodium carbonate, NOT baking soda) if you’re making your own liquid laundry soap.

1 bar soap (castile, Zote, Ivory) + 1 cup washing soda (sodium carbonate) + 4-5 gallons of water = basic liquid laundry soap. Then if you want, you can also add some Borax, some baking soda, and some essential oils if you prefer, but soap, washing soda, and water will give you a basic laundry soap.

I don’t really like the smell of castile soap or ivory soap, but I also don’t really like the smell of Dove soap, so that’s just a personal preference on my part. I don’t know what Zote smells like, though I’m assuming that like the others it has a "plain soap" smell. So if I were making my own liquid soap and I didn’t have a cat, I would probably like to add some essential oils to create my own good smelling soap.

I don’t know.

I’m just glad that I still use my facial whip maker. It’s not something that I bought just to later see it get thrown away. It is being used.

Is it a necessary object? No. But since I already have one, it is a fun thing to use.

But even without the facial whip maker, it might be a good idea to have a few bars of plain unscented soap on hand (it’s the additives–scents, moisturizers, etc.–that breakdown first and cause soaps to go bad). Same with a few boxes of toothpaste. They are consumables, so they will degrade over time (precious fluoride!), but they can keep for several years and you just have to use them before they expire. And soap and toothpaste are always useful to have on hand.

Even if you don’t use the plain soap for washing yourself, your dishes, your laundry, your pets, whatever, you can mix them with water and create your own spray to use in the garden. So if you’ve got little bugs on your plant that you want to get rid of, you mix some soap with water and spritz your plants and all those bugs will die and you won’t be adding harmful chemicals to your garden.

Anyways, I’ve been using my facial whip maker and I’m proud of myself. I bought it a long time ago and I’ve still got ways to use it. It’s not just another product taking up space for no reason.

Is it necessary? No. But since I’ve already got it… I use it to wash my face.

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When I was voting, I saw on the ballot that one of the guys listed himself as a “Trump Republican.” Like, he wanted to make sure that he wasn’t just known as a Republican, but a TRUMP Republican.

“Meaninglessly high tariffs? I 100% support that. I also support measles for all children, the raw milk squirts as a cause of death, and a war intended to cause the End Times. All hail the Rapture!”

And seriously: Where has all the money gathered by the tariffs gone? What has it been used for? Is it just a free slush fund they can use for whatever they want with no public oversight?

And I really love the idea that afterward, when the law finally steps in and all that tariff money is returned… it will go to the companies. So like, the consumers will once again get the short end of the stick. The prices won’t go back down (because “The cost is the cost. It’s what you should expect. Don’t question the process, because the process is predatory capitalism sucking the lifeblood out of the economy.”) and the poor will continue to get poorer.

Sometimes it’s easy to fall into a sense of gloom and doom. Everything is darkness and despair and there’s nothing to do about it because we are small and helpless and alone in the face of massive opposition.

• Ridiculous tariffs.
• Life destroying medical debt.
• Rich people getting richer.
• Rising cancer rates.
• RFK, Jr.
• Religious zealots trying to bring about the end of the world.
• The hentai virus (hanta, lol).
• Wildfires.
• Governments dumping raw sewage straight into the ocean.
• Data centers destroying the landscape.
• ICE.
• Climate change.

But there are so many good things in the world too.

• Cats.
• Dogs.
• Panda bears.
• Koalas.
• Dolphins.
• Orca whales capsizing yachts.
• Copper wire in Flock cameras.
• Community outreach programs.
• Little Free Libraries have expanded to having Little DVD Libraries that are decorated like miniature Blockbuster stores.
• More people are realizing that current “AI” is not artificial intelligence but a waste of money.
• Taco Bell is coming closer to winning the restaurant wars by being the only company to care about consumers enough to warn them not to eat the diarrhea lettuce.
• Hummingbirds can be attracted to hang around your home with sugar water. (1/4 cup sugar + 1 cup water stirred together and soft boiled for 2 minutes. No dyes or additives. No sugar substitutes, just plain WHITE sugar. (Brown sugar has molasses. Powdered sugar has starch.))
• Ice cream can easily be made at home, and popsicles are even easier to make.
• Sunrises and sunsets are beautiful.
• Physical books, ebooks, and audiobooks can be borrowed for free from the public library.
• There are a lot of public resources available FREE from the public library.
• Talking animal movies exist (“The Sheep Detectives” was a good movie).
• Stretching like a cat everyday when you wake up and before you go to bed can have health benefits for humans. (Which means, for all us kids that spent recess pretending to be cats on the playground? Suck it, bullies!)
• Two cans of chickpeas can make “meat”balls and the bean water (aquafaba) can be used to make meringues or coconut macaroons.
• People are beginning to realize that Starlink is a scam, which will hopefully result in the spread of true free public Internet.
• Tai chi and pilates require minimal equipment and can be done by anyone.
• Flatbreads are cheap, filling, easy to make, multipurpose, and freeze well.

Everyone wants to have GREAT BIG HAPPINESS like what they see on TV and in movies and read about in storybooks. But really, it’s the smaller everyday joys that create a lifelong happiness.

People will spend every single dollar they have and go heavily into debt to have their perfect wedding, then wonder afterward why their marriage isn’t a happy one. Never once considering that financial concerns are one of the leading causes of stress and misery. ESPECIALLY if their relationship wasn’t a strong one in the first place.

I honestly feel that if someone wants to have a beautiful massive wedding as in their dreams, it’s better to be done as an event taking place on their 5th or 10th or whatever wedding anniversary.

You can get married without a wedding. The marriage is still valid and legally binding.

And it’s a lot easier to get a divorce if you’re not sharing $40,000 worth of debt caused by a massive wedding that might very well have been “ruined” by a hostile mother-in-law deciding to wear a wedding dress to the ceremony.

The desire for “a big beautiful wedding that everyone else will be jealous of” is just another form of overconsumption, which is itself a symptom of predatory capitalism.

Someone spends all that time, money, and effort to have the PERFECT wedding, expecting to get that big dopamine hit. And when things don’t go to plan, the drop in expectations can lead to anger, hatred, depression, and formless rage. And even if things go well, afterward when the bills come due? There’s a sense of “I would have been better off putting that money toward buying a house, a car, or saving for the future.”

Like, seriously: How would you feel if you were a child born to a couple that had a massive wedding that caused hundreds of thousands worth of debt? To grow up knowing that without all that debt you would have had a much better life. And it would be even worse if your parents got a divorce because of the debt.

People buying into every trend as they happen are Big Wedding Debt on a smaller scale. It’s spending thousands of dollars for junk, then later not having the money to pay for things that are necessary, such as food, shelter, and medical care.

It’s looking back on all the money you spent on JUNK and realizing that if you’d saved that money you would be living a better life now.

And that is the regret of constantly seeking GREAT BIG HAPPINESS rather than enjoying smaller everyday happinesses.

A big bag of sugar costs less than $4. And you can enjoy hummingbirds year round in some places, or for months and months if you live somewhere where it gets really cold. And the hummingbirds will come back the next year and they’re always just as lovely and charming as the first time you meet them.

And that is to say, there’s nothing quite as magical as watching a sunrise, then settling down with a cup of something hot as the morning spreads over the land, then hearing the buzz of hummingbird wings flapping and watching them enjoy the sugar water you provided for them. And as days pass and they become used to you and realize that you’re the one that provided that sugar water? It only gets better.

Because while GREAT BIG HAPPINESS is something every human being might dream of, it is the quieter everyday joys that bring lifelong satisfaction.

It’s the reason why fairytales usually end with a wedding and the words “And they lived happily ever after.” Because everyone’s idea of happiness is different and unique. There is no one-size fits all version that can be detailed without some people thinking “I don’t want that.”

A wedding is but a moment in a much longer life and is not the be all, end all of anything. It’s simply an expensive party to celebrate the signing of a legal document.

Meanwhile, the sun rises and sets EVERY DAY. And it doesn’t cost any money to enjoy.

Because true lasting happiness is free as-in freedom. Life, liberty, and the pursuit of happiness–indelible rights that no one should be able to take away, whether through force or coercion via societal pressures. The antithesis of predatory capitalism is freedom.

To live the way you want as yourself. Not forced into a cookie cutter life predetermined by corporations, governments, or religions that view human beings as either money to be gathered or slaves to be exploited.

The sun rises in the east and sets in the west. Simple joys exist to weave a soft blanket of lifelong happiness. A protective layer to ward off the cold of gloom and doom that are the truest weapons of fascism.

“There is nothing you can do. We are mighty and unstoppable. We are the silent majority. And you are small and alone. Give in to despair and allow yourself to be subsumed by our vision of bleak misery.” As though there aren’t more people that love sunrises and sunsets and gentle moonlight and hummingbirds and the work of bees than want to give in to the ridiculousness of letting a few worthless people proclaim ownership over all the wonders of the world.

They have money and that money gives them a sense of power. But once the majority of people accept the fact that money can take many forms and that those forms can be changed, their power will be lost.

Because their power over the people is nothing more than a dream. A nightmare that can be dispelled with the coming of the dawn.

Welcome to the Torment Nexus

I feel like my life is in recap mode. Every time I take a shower or my brain is drifting toward sleep, I’ll remember some of the things that have (recently) happened in the real world and I’ll have thoughts and BIG EMOTIONS about them. So I feel like maybe my subconscious brain is urging me (most desperately) to share those recaps with others before I explode, or implode, or get spaghettified like I’m being sucked into a wormhole.

There’s just this sense that something terrible will happen if I don’t release these thoughts from my head. So that’s what I’m about right now.

That lady that spent 2 years harassing her daughter

If you haven’t followed the events that happened, there’s a Netflix docuseries, and a more in-depth video about it all by Rotten Mango. But basically, a teenage girl and her boyfriend were receiving abusive text messages from a "stranger." And the cops "weren’t able to do anything" because the texter was using a VPN. So that poor girl was harassed for TWO YEARS.

She was grossly sexualized, her looks were criticized in the worst way, she was threatened, she was told she should harm herself, all kinds of horrible things. And there was a ton of sexual content about the boyfriend. And the whole time they were like 14 years old. Just kids.

And things drag out horribly to the point where she and her boyfriend break up and he starts dating someone in another town… and his new girlfriend starts receiving the horrifying texts.

By the time the FBI get involved and IMMEDIATELY solve the case, that poor girl’s whole life is falling apart. She was tormented and tortured by the texter. She’d lost her boyfriend and all her friends, her every joy was basically destroyed, and all she had for support was her mom and dad. So she’s like clinging to her mom for protection and care.

And it turns out the abusive texter was her mom.

And I feel really bad for the girl. And I’m angry the mom didn’t get more prison time with harsher charges. Because there’s no way she’s not a sex predator with the things she was saying to and about the boyfriend.

The mom was clearly sex predatoring that boy.

I honestly feel like she saw her young daughter experiencing first love and she felt jealous because she wanted that boy. And she hated her daughter for having what she wanted, so she set out to ruin their cute little teen first love relationship, and in the midst of doing all that she also got a thrill out of sexually harassing that boy.

I’m just so angry that that woman got such a light prison sentence and that she doesn’t have to register as a sex offender because jeebus.

And it sucks for her family, who she victimized, because over the course of all her awfulness, she totally destroyed their lives. She stopped paying bills. She pretended she still had her high paying job when she’d been fired FOR FUCKING AROUND ON HER PHONE HARASSING HER CHILD. So they lost their house. They lost the storage shed which had all their stuff because she wasn’t making the payments.

Like, her husband was a dope for completely trusting her with the family’s finances, but you know, that’s understandable shit. For every "trad wife" abusive relationship where a woman has no savings or access to money, there’s a "traditional family" situation where "the man goes to work for a paycheck and comes home, and the woman handles all the money to maintain the household." So it’s somewhat understandable that he would accept that she was making all the payments she said she was making, especially if she had set all their bills to paperless and was having them sent to her email account.

But anyway you look at it, she’s a complete piece of shit.

Man paralyzed by the police

In Tucson, Texas, a young man was swatted by some asshole who was Big Mad over losing a video game, and the police busted into his bedroom through a window and shot him eight times, including into his spine. He was paralyzed by the police because some dude couldn’t handle sucking at a video game.

And the worst thing? He’d informed the police that the dude had threatened to swat him, and the police were like, "Okay, if a call comes in we’ll make sure not to bust into your house and murder you and your family." And that evening, a call came in, and the police didn’t shoot anyone. Yay!

But then, two days later, that same asshole called the police THROUGH THE NON-EMERGENCY LINE, pretending to be the victim, and said that his dad had a gun and had shot the victim’s sister.

So the police didn’t bother to check any records or anything. They just went straight to his house, used a shovel to break in the window, and went in and shot him a bunch of times. Because that’s totally not what you’re supposed to do if you’re competent at your job.

And now he’s paralyzed for the rest of his life.

And I feel like if you swat someone, you should be locked up in prison for attempted murder, because that’s what it is. You’re trying to murder someone.

The Rhode drop fiasco in Rhode Island

On "the lighter side of things," by which I mean, we live in a dystopia, the Rhode brand was going on tour to different places, and their first stop was Rhode Island where they basically tried to kill their customers. Allegedly. I mean, they weren’t "trying" to kill their customers or permanently maim them or give them skin cancer or anything, it’s just that there could be long-term consequences of that drop that won’t be seen or explored until like 20 years later.

And honestly, I don’t care enough about Rhode to give a single fuck about any of it. It’s just that the Rhode drop is a symptom of predatory capitalism AND overconsumption as a mental health issue.

Because seriously: NOBODY had to stay standing in line for 10 hours. At any point they could have left the line and went home. Got some water and some moisturizer. There were options to be had.

Yet there’s that inescapable sense of FOMO that kind of takes over your brain after you’ve been waiting for something for so long. Like, "If I leave, this line could immediately move forward and I will have given up my chance." And that everything was being shared on social media would later allow you to see that "Holy shit, I was right behind that woman. I would have gotten my ugly poop brown sweatshirt!"

And that was what was so crazy.

They weren’t lined up for free stuff. They were lined up to PAY $130 for a SWEATSHIRT in SUMMER. Some of those people were burnt to shit afterward because, for whatever reason, Rhode doesn’t have a line of SPF skincare. So they were out in the HOT HOT sun with no shade, very little water, no sun protection. Just raw dogging Mr. Sun for 8-10 hours straight. Just, brutal.

And speaking of people not using sun protection, there is a growing number of "influencers" (grifters, scammers, evil people) that are promoting the idea that DOCTORS (doctor of what? Botany? Philosophy?) say people shouldn’t wear sunscreen because sunscreen is poison.

And it’s like, "That’s deranged, but whatever gets you off, dude" EXCEPT a lot of those people are being paid by companies that sell supplements, peptides, MAGIC CREAMS that are supposed to de-age your skin. And like, the number one thing that ages your skin is sun damage. And sun exposure is cumulative. So…

They are profiting off of people fucking up their skin. So them offering "helpful advice" telling people not to wear sunblock and to lay out in the sun or use tanning beds is basically them purposefully creating a problem so they can sell their product.

It makes me think of "poiymarket," where people were being paid money to make fake ads supposedly for "polymarket," except the "L" was actually a capitalized "I". So you could look at the web address on the screen and every part of it was lowercase except for the "I" that looked like a lowercase "L." And young people thought they could make cheap or free bets and get thousands of dollars in return, except really from the way the betting works you would actually OWE thousands upon thousands of dollars.

Which, kids, is why we don’t give our direct banking information to betting sites. Because they can take your money. All of it. And even more.

And back to the Rhode drop debacle: there were thousands of people lined up FOR A SWEATSHIRT, and the pop up was only giving out 300 sweatshirts A DAY. So like, "Thanks for waiting 10 hours in the HOT HOT sun. Here’s a sheet of stickers and a sheet of temporary tattoos that match the color of your sunburn. If you want a sweatshirt, please come back and try again tomorrow."

And at the same time, just a short distance away, the "important influencers" were being wined and dined by Hailey Bieber herself. And all those invitees received a sweatshirt and like every product that was available FOR SALE at the pop up as a free door prize.

So like, people LINED UP for HOURS to GIVE MONEY to a BILLIONAIRE, while rich people were given special treatment and received all those expensive products FOR FREE just for showing up. And the bonus prize for all those people supporting capitalism? A higher risk of skin cancer. Because a ridiculous amount of them WEREN’T WEARING SUNBLOCK.

Hm.

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