Monday
Oct242005
What I'd do for a new...
reading through the morning comics when I saw todays episode of Applegeeks (applegeeks.com) with our protagonist Hawk desperately wanting the new quad G5s from apple.
DISCLAIMER: I happen to like macs
While I love many of the products, I feel uneasy with Hawks portrayal being so willing to exchange his soul for a piece of silicon. I'm not a particularly religious peson, but let's put that hat on shall we?
(Diversion)
Marketing and commercialism have come quite a ways since the early 20th century, we have not only been convinced on our and this governments dependence on big businesses, but that we're willing to do anything for prestige.
(/Diversion)
No longer is there a religious fight for our souls, Zoroaster must be spinning in his grave. It's completely acceptable to try to sell your soul for a new computer, but not even Satan wants it, it's not worth enough.
excuse me, but WTf?!
Since when wasn't my soul worth more than anything in this world? Where did the change in our society occur to convince us of our own self-worthlessness? It's a sad day when Satan and all won't attempt to swindle my soul from my cold dead fingers. Where have my spiritual enemies gone?
DISCLAIMER: I happen to like macs
While I love many of the products, I feel uneasy with Hawks portrayal being so willing to exchange his soul for a piece of silicon. I'm not a particularly religious peson, but let's put that hat on shall we?
(Diversion)
Marketing and commercialism have come quite a ways since the early 20th century, we have not only been convinced on our and this governments dependence on big businesses, but that we're willing to do anything for prestige.
(/Diversion)
No longer is there a religious fight for our souls, Zoroaster must be spinning in his grave. It's completely acceptable to try to sell your soul for a new computer, but not even Satan wants it, it's not worth enough.
excuse me, but WTf?!
Since when wasn't my soul worth more than anything in this world? Where did the change in our society occur to convince us of our own self-worthlessness? It's a sad day when Satan and all won't attempt to swindle my soul from my cold dead fingers. Where have my spiritual enemies gone?
by 
Chris
Chris 
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