The only time I ever see television commercials is when I visit my parents or in-laws. It feels like having some kind of schizophrenic break with reality.

I almost can’t believe that watching commercials is normal to many people, or that it was ever normal to me

— Zero HP Lovecraft (@0x49fa98) December 24, 2020

Same. Commercials are shocking. It’s one of those “People…live like this?” moments when I happen to see one.

I sometimes go months without glimpsing one but when I do, it’s like I’ve been transported into some hellworld of manic ruination, some Stygian mortification of being and self.

$65k F-150: working class
$35k EV: elitist

$35K fishing boat: working class
$2k canoe: elitist

$8k ATV: Working class
$1k mountain bike: elitist

Free on-street parking spot for F-150: working class
Bike lane: elitist

— Aaron Klemz (@aaronklemz) December 18, 2020

I have noticed this, too. We’ve untethered wealth from class, which in many cases (like this one) makes no sense. But it’s all emblematic of the pervasiveness of consumer “choice:” class is determined by one’s purchased objects, which enables those items to be marketed more effectively. The causality here of course goes both ways. All of this can thus be encompassed by the neolib conjoined propaganda/marketing complex and no thoughts outside of this can be entertained.

A friend of mine’s grandfather died of the “hoax” coronavirus. And though he was old, he was otherwise healthy. He probably would’ve lived another 10+ years.

I’ve never seen a hoax be so deadly. Anti-maskers should be charged with negligent homicide.