I’m drinking boxed wine tonight but I accidentally set the box in a puddle of water on my kitchen counter and the bottom of the box fell apart, so I had to just take the bag out and realized boxed wine is really just bagged wine. So now there’s just a plastic bag of wine sitting on my table and for some reason that felt a bit cyberpunk to me, you just buy a big bag of booze when you want to get fucked up in Mega-City 1.
This one haunts me. The hardest part about living under a society where the ability to profit is the primary objective is mourning for all the wonderful and amazing things we could be accomplishing if the objective was to actually give people better lives.