but also rebbitor seems to think it's 1924 and the US is more advanced and has higher living standards than the rest of the world? like people don't wear jeans and sneakers in 90% of the world? like there aren't hundreds of millions that have better lives then the average USian, like the USians also haven't forcibly exported their garbage "culture" to 199 countries in the world and there are sniff shtarbuchs koffie and macdongle's in every shopping mall in asia and europe?
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You have to admit though, my pee pee when reality doesn't look like a porn :(
yeah I've seen kids help out at their parents' restaurant etc several times, but westerners seem to have this idea of 8-year-olds working 12-hour shifts in at dystopian foxconn or mcdonalds toy factories, which they both think is a funny joke and also a valid criticism.
somehow less gross
I used to have this one at work
tf is up with that creepy Ay-Eye thumbnail
i thought people in europe finally gave up on eggs like last year
people over there still eat those things? i guess it must besome weird holiday thing for easter
reminds me of how in the Dispossessed there is some very important professor on the capitalist planet explaining profit and shares and liquidity, and the main character starts zoning out because it's like someone trying to retell a particularly boring nonsense dream in extreme detail
in the 90s there was a lot of concern that chinese-made pogs were actually secret nazi propaganda because some had the number 88 printed on them
There was really a bunch of weird stuff in Death's End about how this or that era could "produce real men" or not. Hard times and soft times cycle level stuff.
imagine if he was white and doing his shit in let's say east europe, revolting against the soviet-aligned government
based retvrn to tradition man taking the woke academia out to the rye field
Hi, I'm goon actor Michael Douglas, reprising my role as Gordon Gecko, except now it's Goondon't Geccum, in the movie Wall-to-wall monitors playing very hardcore pornography as I crank my sore meat Street