It’s important to me that I judge others fairly and not imbue my opinions with unnecessary bias. As I judge others I always remind myself that although they are primitive creatures with banal desires and carnal lifestyles, I am only better than them in my head, since I am also cavorting amongst them like a good slave-cattle, sheepishly circumventing one shopping store to the next and to the next, drolling on infinitely until the authorities inform us the mall is in fact closed and all spending must cease immediately.
I walked amongst monsters of different assortments, some decorated with facial tattoos, others with blue and orange hair, knotted and twisted in braids — others savage in both demeanor and cadence — aggressively hunting for treasure and pleasure blind to boundaries or notions of elegance. This was an inelegant denizen and I assiduously made sure to avoid any formal contact with my fellow “shoppers”, as I too shifted from place to place in tow of Mrs. Fly like a package atop a conveyor belt. On the outside emotionless and stoic, but on the inside suffering and feeling dread, as I felt I did not belong there amongst the clownish fops clad in boorish outer-garments, all peacocking for one another in a race against time to secure more low quality goods to adorn themselves with in order to attract other triple vaccinated mindless slobs to fornicate and procreate with in a most grotesque fashion with the aim to infect this planet with their pre-historic IQs and indecorous bloodlines.
The conflict that I find myself toiling with is the idea I did not belong, when in fact I belong to them as much as they to me — the eternal tug of war between those willing to be circumspect and the rest who are perfectly content playing the lottery and buying cheap trinkets and spending all of their money on expertly marketed goods by people similar to me — who understand the timeless relationship between the shepherds and the sheep.
Fat slovenly bodies shifting almost automatically through liminal spaces into an array of overly perfumed shops manned by broken people in a whir of blinding stupidity was one of the most demoralizing and black pilled events of my life.
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Did you get any good deals? Maybe try a Kohl’s next time.
You were in Nawth Karolinah?!
I have always avoided malls unless they had Talbot’s, No need for Talbot’s anymore, I loved having an Apple store nearby but mailing my computer back to them worked great.
Isn’t Talbots for plus size dykes?
No. Mr. Misogynistic Fashion-Loser.
It’s sad, what America has turned into.
However, there may have been a few normal people hidden among the freaks.
This is what decline looks like. It can’t continue forever, Sooner or later some wheels might come off and a bit of hell breaks loose. Those people will stampede each other for a hotdog. By 2024 is as good a guess as any. No one can know. I’m glad we’re still in the gradually phase, mostly. Gradually then suddenly.
Additional incentive to work more on plan b.
Reminds me of comments from a few years ago. A guy ended up in an amusement park in central Pennslytuky. He said 1) there was no fat shaming & 2) they needed better tattoo artists there.
I went into Ikea today, looking for ideas. The crowd you described, was not there. I wasn’t paying much attention to the people, but generally found them respectful. Didn’t notice any tattoos or purple hair. Some amount of foreign language being spoken too.
Lol the entire ikea demographic is foreign and those Euros are as disgusting as the mall people. You probably won’t get shot though
Last item. Dr. Gates is winning. The all-causes die off is staggering. Unnoticed by those overpaid diversionists reading stories on the tevee.
https://twitter.com/jazfor/status/1474052884396318722
But a guillotine may yet find him some day.
Sir – cheers to you and your family during this difficult time of forced inoculation and masked face tomfoolery. I couldn’t help but notice that you may be in fact suffering from a multitude of mental disorders. I would like to opine if I may and recommend trying yourself one of the Pfizer vaccinations as I heard through the grapevine (organic, of course) that they cure said disorders. If that doesn’t work, may you consider also getting yourself boostered the fuck up. I hear great things from mental defectives who are on the vaccine subscription plan and have experienced, not a growth of their genitalia, but an additional genitalia growing in parallel to the existing one. Surely someone of your stature, magnificence, and lust for more male genitalia in your life would be interested in this double whammy of curative proportion.
Quit your whining. It was your choice to move down to live among savages. You thus lost the right to complain that most of them are cannibals and you are now considered edible for the local non-vegan population.
This chapter 1 ? Feels like it. Mayhaps more to say come Jan 1….
Was there any punctuation on sale? I’m guessing not. ?