Capitalism dystopia Show more
Some article loan scammer thinks an artificial 72-hour deadline might motivate me? They should how many "Black Friday", "Cyber Monday", "Cyber Week", "Black Friday Weekend", "Black Friday Week", and "Black Friday Month" (it's called November you scoundrels!!) emails I've deleted without reading this month. Your sales deadlines are stupid, meaningless, and motivating me only to want to punch marketers in the face for trying to manipulate human time sensitivity so carelessly.
Smeap is the honk of a flamingo. Smeap was also at least once, a storybook land at the weird intersection of TV ads and the worlds they seem to inhabit. It was a place where wars were fought over sodas, and talking polar bears had very good reasons to guard soda machines. It was a place where rainbow color candies were harvested for electric power. It was a place where a prairie dog might move to big city inhabited mostly by Pink Flamingos to follow her dream to be private investigator, only to get slowly entangled in the seedy underbelly of crime and prohibited soda trading of the Neon Flamingos and their syndicate. Social media at times lately feels like it has become almost entirely seedy underbelly with very little upside. Maybe it needs more storybook worlds.