Planned obsolescence; the purest definition of our lives as both the consumer and the consumed.
We seek for gadget-enlightenment through purchases of glitzy techno-litter. The meaning of life; one endless shopping spree.
We build cathedrals of worship on Wall Street to glorify our money masters. The fiscal priesthood shows us how to purify our souls in a baptism of material goods. We dutifully pay our retail-tithe.
We fiber-optically connect our egos until each person is the center of his own universe; an aspiring god-brand.
You are so much more than what your culture has asked of you to be.
The culture has already anticipated the freedom seeking mechanism in humans.
Through consumer-life, even our life partners can become just another external need provider.
People addicted to consumerism have no meaningful relationships — except with need providers.
Through consumer-life, a sort of consumer based identity crisis envelopes us. Consumer life is an alternate reality.
True community has been nearly eviscerated, and a tactile-less mockery of community, in the form of social media, has been put in its place.
