Before I proceed any further, I would like to suggest some things. My suggestion is that, upon finished reading this, you will:
>believe that the increasing price of cheese cakes have something to do with the war that’s happening somewhere in Bosnia
>believe that the diamonds you’re wearing on your neck have got blood all over it
>believe that when you buy an item on discount, you could actually be wasting money
>believe that you have been believing in lies your whole life
>believe that you have been telling lies your whole life
>believe that you have been telling lies to yourself your whole life
>believe that you actually do not have free will
>believe that you are actually taught to love what you love now
>believe that you are actually taught to hate what you hate now
>believe that robots have emotions
>believe that robots have emotions because you are one of them
>believe that slaves are educated
>believe that slaves are educated because you are one of them
>believe in nothing anymore
>lose purpose in life
>give up living
>consider suicide
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You can say all you want about it. Go on ahead. Say all kinds of inspiring words and wise advises and intelligent whatnots. Yes, study all night long and work no matter how hard. In the end, it all comes down to one thing. Don’t tell me you haven’t realized what it is by now.
Why? Because by the time you are able to comprehend complex sentences in your own language, you should realize that in spite of all the so-called stereotypical and overused saying about how ‘money makes the world go round’, – well, tough luck, buddy– money really does make the world go round. In fact, it could be a severe understatement. Let’s correct that. How about ‘money initiated the Big Bang itself’?
You see, any one of us who had read their decent share of brochures and articles might know what does the word ‘consumerism’ means. But how many of you really know what does the word ‘consumerism’ really, really, really means?
From merriam-webster.com, consumerism is defined as: 1) the promotion of the customer’s interests; 2) the theory that an increasing consumption of goods is economically desirable; and 3) a preoccupation with and an inclination toward the buying of consumer goods. Meanwhile, oxforddictionary.com says that consumerism is, well, pretty much just like what everyone else said.
Give that one day, you ran out of, say, shampoo. So you grabbed your purse from the kitchen table and recalled something from breakfast – you ran out of milk, too. “Okay, grab my keys, start the car, and off to the store.” The moment you entered Gigantic Family Super-Save Store, you see a 6-feet tall advertisement banner: “canned apple soda six-packs – save 5%! Now only RM11.75! Lasts only three days!”
“Dammit that’s cheap!” So instead of only a 375ml bottle of shampoo and litre carton of milk, you also bought five units of six-packs canned soda.Apple soda. On the way home, you popped one open while you’re driving and swigged down a few gulps.“Ahhhhh… yum.”
Two days later, when you decided to open the 9th can of apple soda, you suddenly realized that you’ve somewhat been bored by the taste. Why? Don’t ask me, but I think it has something to do with drinking the same horribly tasting carbonated drink for the last 72 hours. Okay, let’s skip all these analogy crap and cut straight to the chase here, gentlemen.
Waitaminute.
Right. Sorry, phone call. Where were we? Ah, yes.
The question is, by deliberately purchasing the items on discount – ones which you neither intend to purchase in the first place nor are aware of it as necessary to lead a content life – are you really saving your money? Okay, if the sentence structure is too complex, then how about this: Remember shampoo and milk? Costs only RM13.75 and RM6.55 respectively? Merely RM20.30 in total? Then where does five units of tastes-like-piss apple canned soda six-packs came from?Your thirsty tongue?
You lazy people are lucky because I’m about to break the maths down for you today.
Price after discount: RM11.75
Saving percentage: 5%
Price before discount: RM11.75 * 95% = RM12.37
You saved: (RM12.37 * 5) – (RM11.75 * 5) = RM3.10
So, yeah. Congratulations. You have just saved RM3.10 worth of money you didn’t even want to spend in the first place. And don’t forget, before saving it, you spent RM58.75 worth of who-the-hell-even-drink-this beverage that you would probably just throw into the garbage had it beenonly one lousy can. But no. You bought 30 cans of it, and you only drink 8 cans – you lost taste of it at the third can.
That’s right, ladies and gentlemen. You just got served.
“But I thought I was saving money because it was on sale! So I bought a lot because I thought I don’t have to buy it at its original price!”
That, people, is what consumerism really, really, really is.
Yes, you may think that you are the consumer. You may think that the more you buy, the more you save, and the more buying power you have, and also that the stronger the accumulated buying powers of a country, the stronger its economy and its investment potential. Yes! You are the consumer!
Or are you?
Have you ever felt asphyxiated during the third week of the month? Have you ever panicked, realizing you’re running out of money? Have you ever got confused and thought “where the hell did I spend all my money” because hey, all that money from your salary can’t just run off the tap like water? Have you ever toss and turn in your bed at the third week of the month, waiting for your next pay check? Have you ever felt – uh, what is that word?
…’consumed’?
Well. That’s it, right there. The answer to all your anxieties and confusions. Right back to our favourite word for today’s topic: ‘consumption’.
“Wait a sec, mister. Are you bullshitting me? I mean, ‘consumed’? What the hell are you talking about?”
Okay, calm down. Let’s bring up another case.
“I am a working New Yorker with a full-time job. I pay federal, state & city taxes. I choose to occupy Wall Street and this park.”
The text in italics above is exactly what was written on a makeshift cardboard sign held by one Michelle Brotherton. This event refers to the Occupy Wall Street rally which began on September 17, 2011.
Michelle Brotherton is a bartender who worked at a West Village pub in New York.
“Then what’s a bartender doing in your story?”
This bartender is in my story because this bartender has a Master’s degree.
“Whoa. What’s she doin’ workin’ her ass off in that pub?”
Well, Michelle grew in a small town in Illinois, USA. She was raised by a single mother. When she came out of college with a Master’s degree and hundred thousands of dollars’ worth of study loan debt, nobody wants to employ her because of the recession that struck the United States right on their balls.
The same thing happened to millions of other people in the world.
In another story, here we are, working in our cubicle, typing reports all the way into the late afternoons. At the end of the month, we get our pay checks. Yay! Now, off to paying the car loans and house rents or mortgages, and bills. Tomorrow’s another day at work.
We work to get pay checks. We use our pay checks to pay our car loans and house mortgages and rents, and bills. What do we use our car for, again? Oh, yes. We drive our car to work. Now what’s the house for, again? Oh, right, so we can sleep after a long, hard day at work.What’s the bills for? Oh, to pay for what we use to live, like water and electricity. What it is that we live for, again?
Get married, honeymoon in Paris, ten kids, picket fence, hotdog party? Big cars, hot women, luxurious cribs, Cuban cigars?
*BUZZ* Wrong answer, fellas. The answer iswork.Yes! We live to work! We work so we can continue living and work some more!
Hey, come on. Don’t act surprised! You knew about it already. You just didn’t realize it. Okay maybe I went too fast. Let me break it down for you – yet again – this time let’s begin from the basics.
You see, when we were kids, we were told to study hard so we can get good grades. When we get good grades, we can get into better schools, so we can study even a lot harder to get even better grades. With such colourful grades, we can get a good job! Yay!
When we get a good job, we get good salaries, so we can pay for the car that we drive to work and for the house that we leave empty all day long, five days a week because we are working and to pay the bills so we can continue living. Why do we continue living? So we can work even more! Repeat step one! Yay!
Aww, look at your face. You’re stunned! You’re surprised! You’re baffled! You’re confused!
“Oh. My. God. How the fuck are these happening to us?”
Well, it all began a long, long time ago, back in the feudal era, whenrich landlords sit in their castle eating roasted pork marinated in lemon whateverthecuisinenameitis. They have their big, vast lands, waiting to be sowed with seeds of luxury, but no one to tend it for them. So one day, one of them came out with a brilliant idea!
“Let’s build our own endless supply of slaves to work on our land and give us money. We give them food and shelter, so they can continue living and work for us. Then they will breed and their children will grow up to replace them when they are old, and so forth. Like I said, an endless supply.”
And so it was, peasants hunching under the sun, their wives boiling potatoes under the hut so their husband can have a decent lunch just so they can keep working. At the end of the season, they harvest all the crops and slaughter the livestock and hand them over to the landlord. The landlord then sells all of it, the profit he keeps, the potatoes they continue to provide. The profits may be used to buy weapons and soldiers to wage war and expand their lands, for more peasants and more harvests.The peasants would have had children who later grow old enough to work and bury their fathers, and thus set off to repeat the cycle.
But then there was a small bunch who were unhappy, who realized what was going on. Then, a new idea came.
“We need to distract them after their hard day at work, so they can forget the stress and be motivated the next day.”
So alcohol became affordable, and music was taught, dancing popularized, and prostitution introduced. As the centuries went by, they improvise. So now there are fashion, hobbies, idols, sports, Twilight, Harry Potter and Transformers, anything that could distract the peasants from their hard day at work.
Wait, peasants? Seriously? More like slaves. Or even better, robots.
And now, the landlords are called the elites, or the upper-class, the ones you are working for. And their lands are now corporations, companies, businesses, where you work.
Yes! You are the peasants- *sorry* slaves! robots!
Now that you have pay checks instead of boiled potatoes, you have buying power. Thus, not only they use you to work for them, they make you dependon their products too. You buy clothes, shoes, necklaces, cars, houses and a lot more things that you used to only dream to afford but now could because of the loan system!
But get this: by the time you have finished paying for your car, they will probably be too old or broken down and you will need a new one! New loan! By the time you finished your house mortgage, it’s probably falling apart already! New mortgage!Basically, they give you money for your hard work so you can spend them on the things they sell. Not only that, it’s sold for up to 125% the original price because of the interests! Genius, huh?
And so they continue to manipulate the world, puppeteering politicians to do their dirty jobs: pass laws, introduce policies, collect taxes, increase prices, declare wars, execute rebels, and so forth. And when the people feel wronged, they blame the politicians.
You see, increasing the price of an item is really, really intricate. Nobody increases price directly. Now, pay attention.
To make a delicious cake, you need eggs, flours, baking powders and the rest is up to your creativity. You robots are smart, I know. Let’s take, um, baking powder. Baking powder is sodium bicarbonate. It is composed of sodium, and two carbonates and other miscellaneous materials to increase its quality. Sodium and carbonates are supplied by companies which supply processed, manufacture-grade chemical materials. These companies, other than supplying chemicals to people who make baking powders, also supply chemicals to people who make guns.
I know, interesting stuff, huh?
Now people sell food to hungry people. People sell medicine to sick people. People sell guns to people who kill people, or pretend that they are the ones who were about to be killed, and so killed said people.
So that these gun dealers can gain profit, they need people who like to kill people to be able to kill people. A lot. Killing people, unlike having sex, needs a very good reason. Why? Because killing people to release sexual tension may sound crazier than killing people for fun. So, these gun dealers, at times of peace, think of ways to start a war so they can sell their guns.
Remember when I said the gun dealers buy chemicals from the people who supply chemicals to the baking powder company too? Well, the gun dealers, in all their cleverness, made a deal with the chemical supplier.
“Dude, we will totally buy all the baking powders if you could just agree to increase the price of the chemicals you sold to the baking powder company. So if you could just pump the chemical price a bit, you can make a killing, dude. Puh-raw-faaaayyyt! Profit.”
“Whatever, man. Want some weed?”
And so the chemical price increases. But surprisingly, all the baking powders are sold out as well. Now the people who make cakes, they are the ones with the real problems. The baking powder supplies haverun out. The baking powder company sold all the baking powders to a mysterious buyer who you realize as the gun dealers. Now the demands on baking powders are high. The cake companies would kill for it. They are so desperate.
Then come the gun dealers, dressing as a new market player in the food industry, offering baking powder supplies. Because they are scarce, the cake companies are bidding for it like crazy. So, one company manages to buy all the baking powder, but it’s 15% more expensive than the original price.
Because the baking powders are getting scarce and expensive, they have to up the price of their cakes too. Now there’s this one country and the people in it really, really like cheese cakes. Unfortunately by now, not only the price of baking powders has increased, the price of cheese has increased too. It has something to do with fermentation chemicals in making cheese disappearing from the market, clever gun dealers dressing as people in the food industry, and chemical suppliers who smoke weed.
This country, the people in it are allowed to own guns, though with minor restrictions. The gun owners are also usually very uptight people and very, very hot-tempered and some also play a lot of violent video games and so they have not been getting laid for a long time. Now that the price of cheese cakes has gone up like batshit insane, they are getting anxious with their cheese cake routine severely harmed.
Sooner, it’s not only cheese cakes, but also beer, Twinkles, McRonaldos, and so on. So the people are getting extremely upset and have begun demonstrating and marching on the streets.
And here come the gun dealers, again. This time, he’s speaking with the President.
“Sup, Mr. P? You doin’ well today?”
“Nah, I’ve had better days. What’s the matter, suddenly asking this to me?”
“Hahahahahahah, oh, dear old Mr. P, we know what’s your problem, and we can fix it.”
“Wha- How?”
“Ah-da-da-da-da. Shhh. Shut the fuck up, Mr. P. We’re the ones doing all the talking here. We can make all your problems disappear. The food price will be restored to normal, the people will be happy again. We can make that happen. Why? Because we were behind it. But, there’s a price. Tomorrow morning, we want you to take two planes and hit those two towers right in the middle, and have all the cameras point at it. Also, make a bad guy who was supposedly behind it, preferably an Arab, because they have been way too rich for their small brains. Then, say these words out loud: War On Terror. Then we will give you guns on discounts, and you can have your boys shoot some fat Arabs in their asses. Food price back to normal, our clients get to kill people, we get to sell our guns, you get to keep your desk – a very, very happy world where everybody wins. We can rig the elections for you too, if you want.”
“Wow. That is a very impressive proposal. But what if I refuse?”
“Eh, we can have some flame wars in the news, some racist shit in the papers, then the food price, you know. Riots.Civil wars.Mass rape.Mass murder.Shitstorm. Your people have guns, you know? So, it’s either a war in your backyard or a war someplace else far, far from here. ”
“Meh. I guess it’s a good deal anyway. Okay. Consider it done. See you in 2001.”
And so it was. Although, the cheese cake is just some analogy variable, you know. It’s a lot more complicated than that. But that’s basically it.
You girls like diamonds, don’t you?All shiny and glimmer, expensive and dear. If you have one, it’s probably because you are worth all the pain in the ass your man get from working so you can have it, and you like being worthy, or at least feeling like you are.
Do you know where most of them come from? The African continent. Yep. The land of the people who run the fastest and have the biggest “organs” on the planet. Also the most volatile, unstable and most war-stricken on the globe.
Okay. If you sell a car to someone else, whatever happens to that car is not of your responsibility anymore. So if the buyer drive the car in the freeway, wave his middle finger at the cops and speed off, when he gets caught, he takes all the blame, right?
Same thing with the gun dealers. They can’t be seen distributing guns to illegal military bands – in this case “terrorists” – so they have an unofficial third party to do it for them. These people are called “gun runners”. They buy from the gun dealers in relatively small quantity, and sell to the “terrorists” for themselves. The profits, they keep. It’s like their own business, and if they get caught, the original gun manufacturers – the gun dealers – will officially have nothing to do with it. It’s like not even knowing about it at all, except that they do, and they gain profit from it too.
Back to the gun runners. In the war-stricken parts of Africa, the economy is almost inexistent. There is no currency. So what do they use to buy guns? El diamente.Diamonds.Benjamins, cheques, they use for toilet papers. Diamonds, they kill for it. Diamond mines in Africa belong to the dictators. The gun runners take the diamonds back home and trade it in. That’s right. Diamonds you wear, most of them are used to buy things that kill people. Hence, the term “blood diamond”, ladies.
So up to now, you robots have should have realized that you are being used to generate wealth for someone else up there, the elites, when you think you are generating it for yourselves. You should also have learned that the elites are some bad motherfuckers who do everything to make money for themselves. You also know that the elites are the ones responsible in making whatever it is that you use for daily life – food for your stomach, bricks for your home, paper for your ass and ink for your pen. With that, they control every aspect of your life. Oh, I forgot to mention another thing.
They manufacture ideas too.
“Wha-“
Yes! They manufacture ideas. They make you think what you think. They make you feel what you feel. They make you want what you want.
They show you what they want you to know, they hide from you what they don’t want you to see.For example: what you’re reading now. If you know about this, they will be in deep shit. But they usually have very effective plan B’s so don’t even bother resisting. Hell, I write this shit, next thing I know, they cut my power, come through my window and kill me in my sleep. Or maybe hit me on my way to class.Next morning, “Horrible Accident/Merciless Robbery” headlines.
Oh, not this again. You are doubting me. Come one guys. By now you should have been so gullible to what I tell you. Why? Because. They. Are. All. So. True. And. I. Am. Slowly. Gaining. Your. Trust.
Yes. They use the exact same technique I use. Remind you of what you already know, build up to it with new things that have connections and relate back to your daily experience. Once they are done telling the truth and gained your trust, they’ll tell you whatever they want you to know. They make you who you are. It’s up to you if you want to trust me, but you are about to realize that your free will is just an illusion.
Your choices are made for you.
You choose what they want you to.
But you think it’s your choice.
See, when we talk about fashion victims, obviously people will start pointing out to the girls at the mall. Let’s open up a bit. Let’s take a look at young men nowadays.
See, a lot of guys are really into brand names and “quality” when it comes to their clothing and accessories. Take this young man. He plays football (soccer for you Americans). He’s also sort of good at it, too. He has some idols in the sport that he looks up to. And whenever he walks by the sports boutique, he couldn’t help but admire the shoes, the jerseys, the accessories they sell. Some of them are worn by his idols, and he believes that his idols play very well because of these equipments. But in the first place, he really isn’t the kind of guy who can afford these. So he saved what he could to buy, say, a pair of N shoes, the exact same model his idol wears on the field. And the manufacturer gets his money.
Question is: do you honestly believe that the shoes they keep selling you, whichget renewed with another model every three to five months will significantly improve your performance on the field, worthy of every penny of hundreds of whatever currency you use to buy them? Then how come the idols change shoes every three to five months and still show pretty much the same performance on the field?
Take another guy. This one’s just some dude who likes to dress up good and keep his friends impressed with his physical appearance. He frequently shops and buys all sorts of labels and can mix up his clothes pretty well. Fortunately, he’s the type who can afford all these. But as time goes by, he realized that his wardrobe is getting crowded, and he ran out of ideas of what to wear. He’s losing his “fashion statement”.
Now, not knowing what to wear – that’s a very big problem. What’s even more of a burden is not knowing what to design for these rich people to wear. Imagine a fashion designer in his studio, thinking of ways to design a new, say, t-shirt. In all his/her laziness, he decides to just throw some blurry and nonsensical graphics into the plain cloth and put an advertisement that say “REBEL” or “EXTRAORDINARY”. Why not? It’s a brand name. People will buy it. It’s their “fashion statement”. Huh, THEIR “fashion statement”? I designed it all for them. Funny. I can still be rich.
Do you not agree? Have you ever really made any sense why you wear a t-shirt that has a big rhinoceros on it for how many dollars? Or maybe three white stripes across the chest or even ones that glow in the dark? Or, say plaid shirts that cost ten times more than the cheaper, brand-less variant in the store, but looks and wears exactly the same? Or maybe why do you wear a pair of jeans that are torn out on the knees? Wait a minute. All jeans look the same. What make the difference are how well the pieces of clothes are sewn together and what the label says. Oh, I forgot. There’s this brand that claims its jeans are more “airy” and “breathable”. Some new technology fabric stuff. I mean what the hell? If you really want to keep cool, why wear jeans in the first place?
Because models in the magazines wear it. Celebrities too. They wore that in the movies. The guys who dress up like that get the all the girls.Because those who do not are portrayed as losers and remain a virgin forever. Oh, stop denying it. You know better.
So, do you still think you buy and wear what you want, or do you buy and wear what is shown to you as “correct”?
What benefits them the most, is selling the idea that “free, random, extra-marital sex is all the rage and is so cool and liberal and open-minded and religious bigots who insist on marriage are small-minded holy book faggots”, hence the term “Jesus freak”. How does this benefits them?
Okay. Why do you want to look good? To attract the opposite sex. So buy all the expensive clothes, get a loan on all the expensive cars, do all the tiring workouts, buy all the movie tickets, buy her all the expensive handbags, hang out on all the expensive bars and buy all the expensive liquors for you and said girl, rent the posh hotel rooms, and the most profitable: buy all the study, slimy condoms that taste like strawberries (or bananas). All these profits just from the idea that “sex is not an only an act of sincere love, it’s also a fun social activity that is highly necessary to keep in the modern social network”.
I’m not saying that bodybuilding is for insecure men, I’m saying that men who build abs just to get laid are the ones who are really insecure. In fact, workouts and exercises are the main factors why some people survive accidents and be able to endure harsh conditions. Strength and endurance is essential and at some point of thought, is an extremely vital element of survival. Basically, whether or not you are 'insecure' depends on the purpose.
I do not mean to critic what you wear or what you drive or how you think. I just mean that whatever you do, I hope you thought it through. Because these elites, like it or not, THEY OWN YOU. They decide how the world turns up every single day. They decide what headline you read the next morning. They tell you what to eat in the new fast food menu. They tell you what age of wine is the best. They tell you what color is “in” and what cutting is “out”. They decide who win this match, and who gets drunk the next morning because their team lost. They choose what the school teaches you, what the books in the library say. They decide what the TV teaches you on “getting laid” and “picking up girls”. They decide what to tell about this war, who died and who killed them. They tell you which religion is irrelevant and violent and oppressive, and what scientific theory is bogus and nonsensical.
You probably wonder why do these elites go after all the trouble. Well, it’s really just so they can control you. So you can keep running the world for them. So they can keep their private island villa.All these for the money, the riches.
“But if they are the manufacturers, why need the money? They sound so powerful they shouldn’t need money, really?”
Because money is what controls you in the first place, you moron. Do you want to work for people who can’t pay you? No. Will a man suck an “organ” if you pay $500,000 up front? Yes.
Yes, folks. Like the old saying: money is the root of all evil. Oh no, that saying is wrong. Evil is not a tree. Evil is the planet. But don’t worry. Soon enough, paper notes won’t exist. Money will be in the form of electric signals. Data stored in electronic devices. They won’t need your money anymore. They just pretty much type how much they want, and the value will be what they own. Cool stuff, huh?It’s finally the time they stop using us.
I wonder what they’ll do to us when we became useless.
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