Lefty Guilt

This just made my day.

Guiltily, but there I was.  I am often dragged in there.  Each time I protest and repeat the usual litany of reasons to boycott, and each time I end up allowing myself to be worn down.  On some level I must want to be worn down because the prices are low and the selection is wide – and the alternative is shopping at several different stores while dealing with familial stress because I made everybody’s life so much harder.  So…I tag along.  Reluctantly I put a few things in the cart of my own, always being careful to come up with some moral justification for doing so.

What a laugh! Read the whole thing.

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Erick Erickson

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