Allstate Amazon American Airlines Apple Applebee’s Best Buy Clorox Coca-Cola (which manufactures Coke, Diet Coke, Sprite, Dr. Pepper, Fanta, Vitamin Water, and Dasani) Costco Delta Airlines Ford Gap (which also owns Banana Republic and Old Navy) General Motors Gerber Baby Products
Home Depot IMB Levi’s Marriot International McDonald’s Microsoft Nationwide Nike Olive Garden Pepsico (which manufactures Pepsi, Diet Pepsi, Mountain Dew, Sierra Mist, Sobe Life Water, Lipton Iced Tea, Amp energy drinks, and Aquafina) Procter and Gamble (which manufactures literally almost all home/bath products you buy at the grocery store) Red Lobster Rite Aid Sears Southwest Airlines Starbucks State Farm Target United Airlines UPS Walgreens Walt Disney Company
Looks like you have a lot to boycott.
LOLOLOL I wish we could just keep these bigoted assholes out from all these stores.
Here is a quote: We all have these stolen quirks. They make up who we are and we can’t help but steal them. My aunt Laura showed me the know-how that real Midwesterners scream obscenities at the opponent and our own team when they suck (which happened a lot growing up in Cleveland). My other father Marc taught me that Michael Jordan wasn’t just the best player to ever touch a basketball — but he was to be the most hated and the most feared. I could live in Chicago for the next 10 decades and still hold that onto that truth.
Sorry I am terrible at formatting these posts. Hope everyone who reads it - enjoys it.
“All writers are vain, selfish, and lazy, and at the very bottom of their motives there lies a mystery. Writing a book is a horrible, exhausting struggle, like a long bout of some painful illness. One would never undertake such a thing if one were not driven on by some demon whom one can neither resist nor understand.”—George Orwell, on writing. (via theatlantic)
I have grown level 5 (out of 10?) obsessed with Jack Vettriano’s paintings as of late. Vanity fair told me they were once called “brainless erotica” but I don’t care. Eat it, art critics. You go love Rothko or something. I got this.
Here is this fun read that categorizes people into two different muppet camps and while I am usually annoyed by concepts which lay down the law in a “you’re either this or that” kind of way - this one is about muppets and who doesn’t love muppets? If you have beef with Jim Henson - get out of my country. In fact, get off of my planet.
Here is an excerpt from Dahlia Lithwick, the author:
There’s just one other thing you should know before you start describing yourself and others exclusively according to the Muppet System. There’s an enormous amount of false consciousness at work here (Thanks Karl Marx!!!) and many of us are prone to profound misdiagnoses. My 7-year-old told me last night that he is most definitely a Chaos Muppet. He’s not. To tell the truth he and I are both Faux Chaos Muppets—Chaos on the outside, but with hard, rigid, inflexible caramel centers. Like Dr. Bunsen Honeydew, we sow chaos throughout the land. But like the good doctor, we do so in an effort to better organize the world.
I also quoted it below. I think it’s called a teaser, which would make me a tease.
It’s the ultimate irony. All the times my mother claimed I had an affinity for wounded birds? I was the one with broken wings so large I should have been in “Pterodactyl Porn.” (Google it. Trust me.) The times when I’d sit around with and joke about the “Dream Team” of crazy in my past? I should have been cast as Michael Jordan. (Please tell me you aren’t Googling that right now.) I know it seems a little less exciting than just going on about the time someone asked me to pee on them after sex or the time I earned the nickname “Eternal Bastard” at 3 a.m. but I promise to try and keep you as entertained as I can.