so christmas shopping is a veritable adventure. especially...i dunno...the last couple days before christmas.
now dad had a quest today, otherwise he wouldn't have dragged us out to the mall for the second day in a row.
if you thought that the mall in Greensboro was the hellpit of consumerism, you obviously have never ventured to Triangle Town Center. it is basically the shining example of why i want to personally execute every starbuck junkie soccer mom in North Raleigh. it is also the perfect example of why Raleigh has become the bastard spawn of the North. i feel that in the 3.5 odd years i have been gone, Yankees have gone from being a slightly affiable, non-threatening presence, to the dominating cultural stigma of a tainted and corrupted southern metropolis. where are the last bastions of North Carolina? and where will be the last bastions of the South?
i seriously fear for the already historically rare big Southern cities. i fear for something that is lost in cultural geography, threatening the workings of our assumptions about law, order, and above all, freedom-freedom that is quickly being crushed by the great white northern infidel.
it's not that i hate northerners. but i do hate northern commercial tactics...the moneymakers and landgrabbers that are coming from wealthier places to put our farmers out, paving way for new shopping malls, ritzy homes, Super Targets, and traffic lights. we need to recognize the preciousness of our Southern-ness in its noblest forms, whether it be the quiet rural or slightly busier town lifestyle. and we need to fight urban sprawl and the sick dementia it exudes. so, rise up with me brothers! firebomb North Raleigh!
or...just help me get back home to Greensboro, the marginally big slowpaced city i know and love. with its own share of problems and annoyances...which i usually just ignore.
ehh....whatever.
now dad had a quest today, otherwise he wouldn't have dragged us out to the mall for the second day in a row.
if you thought that the mall in Greensboro was the hellpit of consumerism, you obviously have never ventured to Triangle Town Center. it is basically the shining example of why i want to personally execute every starbuck junkie soccer mom in North Raleigh. it is also the perfect example of why Raleigh has become the bastard spawn of the North. i feel that in the 3.5 odd years i have been gone, Yankees have gone from being a slightly affiable, non-threatening presence, to the dominating cultural stigma of a tainted and corrupted southern metropolis. where are the last bastions of North Carolina? and where will be the last bastions of the South?
i seriously fear for the already historically rare big Southern cities. i fear for something that is lost in cultural geography, threatening the workings of our assumptions about law, order, and above all, freedom-freedom that is quickly being crushed by the great white northern infidel.
it's not that i hate northerners. but i do hate northern commercial tactics...the moneymakers and landgrabbers that are coming from wealthier places to put our farmers out, paving way for new shopping malls, ritzy homes, Super Targets, and traffic lights. we need to recognize the preciousness of our Southern-ness in its noblest forms, whether it be the quiet rural or slightly busier town lifestyle. and we need to fight urban sprawl and the sick dementia it exudes. so, rise up with me brothers! firebomb North Raleigh!
or...just help me get back home to Greensboro, the marginally big slowpaced city i know and love. with its own share of problems and annoyances...which i usually just ignore.
ehh....whatever.
Nathan Prime 21:55
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