How many times has some fuckhead been like “good morning!” to you, all chipper? This makes a number of GROUNDLESS assumptions.
Groundless Assumption #1 : That this is a morning.
Groundless Assumption #2 : That this is good.
Okay, generally it is morning. Though, oft is the case, I will call someone who works in a “place of business” at around 12:05pm and they will proudly answer the phone with “Good morning, Gerhardt (for example) speaking…” and I will be quick to say “this is no longer morning.  If you check the …

People are always so polite.  Sometimes, if you are impolite, polite people look at one another and slowly, gently, and disappovingly, shake their head.  They slightly and politely pucker their lips and slightly and politely sneer-up their nostrils.  They glance at eachother so slowly, so politely, and with such brevity, that the shared message is “the fellow is so impolite that I’m giving you the bare minimum response needed to acknowledge what we both know: that this urchin is despicable.”
I contend, however, that their politeness is false; is a travesty.  …

When one goes into, say, your Starbucks, or even, dare I say, your Timothy’s, one is greeted with a brand phalanx. Everything from the music you hear to the layout of the tables to the presentation of the napkins is a fastidiously orchestrated fugue that belabours the brand ethos.

A fascinating paradigm shift has occurred, and I would be remiss if not to comment.
Indeed, so important it is, that I decided to make the very first post about it.
Stochastic processes, in particular, those involved in the political econo– ahh, fuck it, here’s a bunch of pictures of pineapples with sunglasses on!!!