Everything was so fucking expensive. They also put in those refrigerators where it has the ads and they're just as fucking awful and weird as the pictures would have you believe. Also, the big cctv showing you as you go down the aisle and check out are fucked. At self check out you can no longer mute it so it has to talk to you. Finally, they hired security to stand at the entrance of the store which is gross. edit: Some stuff was also locked in a cabinet
The devil is in that store. I'm so fucking pissed.
It's from Call of Cthulu, it's basically when you see some cosmic horror but you already know enough about the eldritch forces beneath the surface of reality that you understand exactly what you're looking at where others cannot. Knowing what kind of monster you're encountering helps you fight it better, but it also takes a toll on your sanity.
I and many others like to draw parallels between that and having an understanding of capitalism, because the comparisons are practically one to one. That, and I truly believe that Capital is semi-literally a living dead god, but that's a longer explanation than I feel up to giving right now.
When you do feel like giving it, I'm loving it. Like a god in that you must worship it while it extends its tendrils until it's profoundly wound up in the culture, environment, and your own mind?
https://ianwrightsite.wordpress.com/2020/09/03/marx-on-capital-as-a-real-god-2/
Basically this
Huge! I'll get to this in a second. Thank you so much!