All Things Tiny

Last weekend was Ribfest, held annually at Mississauga City Centre. The average citizen is such a sucker for these corporate-sponsored philanthropic schemes, but hey... at least the ribs were good, right? Well, no. If I'm paying $9 for 1/3 of a rib rack, I expect it to be orgasmic. Good wouldn't cut it (and it wasn't even that!). Most people were just subject to mass hype and spending a bunch of money on things not needed, and on things wanted that could be purchased for cheaper.

What's even more phasing are the various advertising banners and props used by each rib stand: cute little happy pigs selling their own carcasses. It's like having a Jew promote a concentration camp (that's the abundance of Holocaust films gettin' to me here). Anyway, I'm not actually emotional about any of this (as in ribfest-related, WWII is a whole other topic). Just wanted to provide another example of how we're retarded.



These donuts were great though.