I’ve had a couple of close encounters lately with what I consider to be some of the more disturbing aspects of our American culture. They can’t go unappreciated.
Exhibit A: The most disturbing piece of Valentine’s propaganda go to through the USPS. Because for Valentine’s, I want something that says “Cheaper than Dirt” and is also a fire arm. A matching his-and-hers set of firearms. At least it’s pink? Red confetti hearts not included.
Exhibit B: Remote Control Labels that accompanied my replacement Direct TV remote (Oscar chewed the old one beyond recognition or functionality) All I have to say about this is Eighteen TVs? Really America?