According to the headlines, retailers have cause to celebrate the holiday shopping season. Apparently, shoppers flocked to stores, both in meat space and online, and whipped out their credit cards. I have heard that the level of Black Friday mayhem has become an economic indicator in the USA. Some analysts somewhere count the number of violent incidents and injuries to make projections about our near economic future. They must be like actuaries.
You have to wonder what would happen if all those crazed Walmart shoppers - and Best Buy and Target and Macy's and Home Depot and Bed, Bath & Beyond, and Barnes & Noble, et cetera, et cetera, et cetera - would stop consuming shit on a sandwich and devote their resources to overturning Citizens United, for example. Instead of pushing through the doors at Walmart, they could push through the halls of justice and pepper spray Clarence Thomas.
Before that could ever happen, though, the shoppers would have to stop to analyze their own behavior and Contemporary Non-Thinkers in America do not examine the content of their own character.
As hopeful as I am about the spirit of Occupy Everywhere sweeping the nation in the coming months, I'm pretty sure that the consumer crowd doesn't even know that Hillary Clinton was telling the Arab world to pay attention to their disenfranchised youth while our own department of Homeland Security was coordinating a national effort to beat disenfranchised Americans into submission once again. Like George W. Bush and Ronald Reagan before them, Obama and Hillary use every tool at their disposal to make sure that We the People STFU and shop. God Bless America. I can't shake the feeling that somehow Hillary Clinton, as she ages, is turning into Margaret Thatcher.
In other news, there was a family summit in the Triciasphere. Buzz Kill, Velvet and I sat down together to discuss Velvet's college fund. His performance this semester has been such that we are all pleased to continue funding this project, but Velvet himself is concerned that he's turning into Van Wilder.
Although I was unfamiliar with the specific character, it was heartening to see that Velvet is focusing on his own character development and does not want to live in Hookah House indefinitely. He remains more interested in life with his brothers than in school - but that's just because he has no clue what he wants to do with himself and feels certain that his future is pretty fucked.
I wish I could tell him otherwise, but all I could only say that when I was his age and Ronald Reagan was elected, I was convinced we were all going to die in a nuclear war. We didn't, and I had to get a job. The same is true for young Velvet.
I'm not sure how things will play out as far as his schooling goes since he clearly needs a program for Non-Traditional Students.. He's planning to take four classes in the spring. Then he's moving out of Hookah House once and for all. Cupcake wants for him to come home and go to one of the many fine colleges here in New York City, and maybe he will. Maybe he'll work for the Parks & Recreation department again this summer; or maybe he'll work for the Fish & Game Department in Alaska and spend the summer counting salmon. Either way, he's working somewhere. I have proposed that he remain enrolled at Tree Hugger and do another 90 days in a wilderness environment - but for Tree Hugger credit this time as a semester abroad. He would be enrolled in the same program where he did the Semester in the Rockies, only this time he'd go to the desert southwest. I kind of like the idea of sending him on the Semester in New Zealand to spend some time among the Maori in addition to learning about marine ecology via sea kayak.
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