That's how I try to describe growing up with it when people ask why I don't to to church or subscribe to any religion.
Aside from the many other aspects of it, even as a child, I couldn't understand why I was supposed to be so enthusiastically smug that I belonged to this thing that seemed to exist only to impose rules on everything imaginable and that those rules would invariably be against anything even remotely fun or pleasurable. Hell we couldn't even use most spices; thanks Dr Kellogg.
At age six or so I legitimately perceived it to be sinful to smile or laugh for fear I'd be punished because there would be some arbitrary rule that whatever caused me to smile or laugh was too worldly.
Fuck that. I'll be miserable and curmudgeonly on my own terms!
There's a whole thread about it somewhere on Lemmy. I don't think anything is too ugly a look, especially after attempts to keep Trump off the ballot in Colorado because of his thirty four felony convictions. It'll be all both sides rhetoric again.
This looks like it's from the exact same playbook as, "There's a special place in hell for women who don't vote for women," back when the DNC was forcing Hillary Clinton on us over Bernie.
I wonder if marketers realize I'm so desensitized to ads that I have no idea what any given one is even for. I'm just looking for a way to close the damn thing. If I can't, I leave the site entirely, still with no idea of what product or service they were trying to shove down my throat.
It's about assets. In an economic crash, the 1% buys up the assets for pennies on the dollar, generally receiving an enormous government bailout in the process.
Housing/real estate is the most obvious example of this over the past fifteen years or so.
I haven't watched that guy for a good while but he sure has given Leon a better life than a dinner plate.