You Criticize Society, Yet You Live In a Society...
This post contains lethal doses of sarcasm if read irresponsibly.
Damn, you got me there. Sometimes I get high and scroll through Instagram and I’m bombarded with Taco Bell ads about the Naked Chicken Chalupa and I think to myself, “hmm, this is kind of like a ‘Mexican’ Double Down,” so I order it from Postmates even though there’s a Taco Bell Cantina that’s a five-minute walk from my apartment, but I can’t trust my stoned self to be in there and resist ordering a Baja Blast becuase I’m on a diet and don’t need the extra calories, but then I’m like, “why did I just order this Naked Chicken Chalupa? I don’t even like Taco Bell. This is literally dog food,” and then when the Postmates guy arrives, I tip him 25% for his trouble because gig workers have it rough in normal circumstances and I realize this pandemic has been especially brutal for service and front-line workers in his position, but now that the Naked Chicken Chalupa is here, I might as well eat it because children are starving in Africa and they’re starving because of colonialism so now my latent white guilt is permeating my internal monologue, so then I take a crunch out of this delectable piece of deep fried hot garbage and realize, “FUCK. Now I’m not allowed to think Medicare-for-All is a good thing.”