I have done my best to steer clear of writing about politics as of late.
I've saved my vocal ranting while reading headlines on the morning commute where I yell and scream over the hop hopper's blaring $200 headphones and the Section 8 recipient talking on her bedazzled blue tooth about how the guvment's gonna snatch any raise at work she may get.
But this war on capitalism makes me so fucking mad I can't see straight enough to look all of these liberal Manhattanites who are paying the average apartment rent of $3,309 per month in their whining, crying, imbecilic little eyes.
There, I feel better now.
I've saved my vocal ranting while reading headlines on the morning commute where I yell and scream over the hop hopper's blaring $200 headphones and the Section 8 recipient talking on her bedazzled blue tooth about how the guvment's gonna snatch any raise at work she may get.
But this war on capitalism makes me so fucking mad I can't see straight enough to look all of these liberal Manhattanites who are paying the average apartment rent of $3,309 per month in their whining, crying, imbecilic little eyes.
There, I feel better now.
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