CONSUMING TO INVEST 1
INTRODUCTION
Being a mere survivalist
consumer, intently perusing the advertisements in American Survival Guide (
published through the 80’s and 90’s, a key to consuming against both global
communism and Y2K threats, then sputtering and dying against the Internet, the
magazine was on every single one of our bunkers bedside stands. It pretty much sucked, being a couple of
grotesquely priced semi-auto battle rifle reviews and inevitable a cold weather
survival article, but the ads were an invaluable resource ), is something we
all do but like masturbation it is disturbing and unsavory while being
necessary. Being a consumer was a
Philippines dictatorships wife thing, not a manly man who refuses to go in the
malls clothing store thing ( the Internet makes both pornography and cloths
shopping much easier for men, thank goodness ).
We all look back fondly at our childhood and reflect that consumerism
even then, after the first round of factories shutting down were transforming
the economy into the banker controlled “service” industry monstrosity of today,
wasn’t such an embarrassing and entrenched force as it is now. Face it, guys, there is still a bit of a
stigma against shopping, vaguely thought of, if at all, as something women do
before cooking dinner or sending the kids back to school after the summer. Yes, I know, women’s lib and equal household
tasks and etcetera. I’m just saying
there is a residual vestige remnant from a bygone era still lingering. It puts a hint of a bad taste on our
tongues. We should be losing fingers in
large noisy machines at work and leaving the wife to go get a six pack for us
while we watch football. Or something.
*
We so eagerly and
shamelessly consume and shop, now. Every
day and all day long and along with being somehow emasculating, it just seems
wrong on a trade or profession level.
Most of our jobs are just pushing other people to consume. And I’m not talking about consuming to
survive. Selling pork chops is one
thing, but the trend has been to push every single activity in life as a
consumable item. This is the worst part
of all. We don’t just buy too much,
shopping as a life’s goal, but we buy way too much stuff that replace simple
tasks we should be doing ourselves. Just
look at a dishwasher, or an electric carving knife. You could say, hey, they make our lives
easier and if you have the money, well, why not? Because those are just antiquated
examples. Because we buy items like that
all day long. My God, you need someone
to make you a cup of coffee? Okay, you
want to go out to eat breakfast, you drink their coffee. It is a once in awhile thing. But now we have Starbucks making not just
foreign and faggotty foo-foo coffee concoctions, but plain Jane cups of Joe
that impatient fools jam the drive through lane to buy at two bucks a
shot. For one cup of coffee. A six buck can of coffee will make you far
more than three cups at home. Yes, I
understand it started as a status symbol- I’m such a busy professional, I must
have my coffee made for me as I scream out the door to my eighteen hour work day,
and I could give two craps how much it costs.
Most of our Now Necessary consumables started out that way. Including cars.
CONTINUED NEXT POST
END
Please
support Bison by buying through the Amazon ad graphics at the top of the page.
You can purchase anything, not just the linked item. Enter Amazon through my
item link and then go to whatever other item you desire. As long as you don’t
leave Amazon until after the order is placed, I get credit for your
purchase. For those that
can’t get the ads because they are blocked by your software, just PayPal me
occasionally or buy me something from my Amazon Wish List once a year.
*
*
The Old
Bison Blog on CD
Over five years of work and nearly two million words of pure brilliance. Here is the link to order:
http://kunaki.com/sales.asp?PID=PX00KX7Z1I
Over five years of work and nearly two million words of pure brilliance. Here is the link to order:
http://kunaki.com/sales.asp?PID=PX00KX7Z1I
Also as a free e-book, but not
cleaned up or organized, at Lulu
my bio & biblio
*
My books on PDF ( ALL free!! If you like it, most are available for sale in paper versions ) available at
http://www.lulu.com/shop/search.ep?keyWords=james++dakin&sorter=relevance-desc
*
By the by, all my writing is copyrighted. For the obtuse out there.
*
My books on PDF ( ALL free!! If you like it, most are available for sale in paper versions ) available at
http://www.lulu.com/shop/search.ep?keyWords=james++dakin&sorter=relevance-desc
*
By the by, all my writing is copyrighted. For the obtuse out there.
And the fat wife loads up the dishwasher as her grossly overweight husband jumps on the riding mower.
ReplyDeleteAnd then lay their corpulence down on an electric firming mattress.
DeleteI switched to instant mud 2 years ago and will most likely never *brew* it again.
ReplyDelete(yes, it took some effort to get used to the instant but once I did everything else turned to shit. Yess, I'm a coffee zealot now)
After "shopping" all the popular brands I settled on Walmarts Great Value Classic Roast in a 12 oz (BIG) plastic jar for $4.56 and it lasts me a month of (4) 12oz cups per day. I usually get 4 jars at a time and lay them back. All other coffee tastes like swill to me now.
Same time, I switched to Great Value brand powdered coffee creamer, a giant jar for $3.86 lasts me 2 months and I usually have 3 or 4 on hand. I get my Domino Sugar in 10lb bags and one lasts me 3 months.
In an effort to track my use I dump the coffee, sugar, and creamer into big tupperware containers and use a tablespoon to measure it into my cup, 1 of each. Then, for ease of use, I got 14 small plastic containers and put 1 tb of each in them and use them first thing in the morning. Just pop the top, dump. Ahhhh..... 2 weeks worth of morning mud almost instantly.
I can do without a lot of things but touch my mud and I'll be behind your eyes instanter....you don't want me tap dancin' on your retina's.
I'm not a shopper, I'm a buyer, but only occasionally. The rest of the time I just rot, or get shit done.
The average male "shopper" today is wearing a apostole t-shirt, wrinkled ass cargo shorts halfway down his calves making him look like a toddler, a hat on sideways, and flip flops. I shit you not. Grown pussy-men sashaying around in goddam flip flops. I have never owned nor worn a pair of them bitches in my life and have no use for anyone that does, cept maybe the baby's mamma who can gum my pipe while I'm sippin' that GV mud......
Well, I must disagree with you on the flip-flops. In Hawaii and Florida, they are invaluable.
DeleteDon't forget, I lived in SW FL (Cape Coral) for 40 years, much of it right on the beach, and still never wore them things. My bare dawgs got tuff, but not tuff enough to ward off sand spurs. :-( Try to run in flops or anything else worthwhile.
ReplyDeleteIn Hawaii, we wore them as it was illegal to drive barefoot, or to go into a business barefoot.
Delete