After spending this hefty sum on a television for my mother, I see how ugly consumerism is. It’s come to me also from watching Fight Club also. I love that movie, and I’ve missed it, and I damn sure watched it when I got home. Maybe consumerism isn’t an ugly thing. Or, maybe it really is. These massive companies get little people like us to get all these things, BUY all these things we really don’t need. I’m guilty too, not to worry. But I fall for it less, I admit. I’ve cut down on the things I need to live and generally buy what I need to, ONLY what I need to.
So I think I may need to write a novel or something that has to do with consumerism. No, it can’t be like the aforementioned film/novel. There’s nothing new really, but there must be something new about it. I’ll work on it, but I just wanted to get this off my chest, because it needed to get off my chest. And, I suppose I don’t even need to justify that because this is my blog and I say what I please. I don’t care who reads it.