Guys, I’m in a Starbucks right effing now.
I’m here because I’m a bland person with mediocre taste and also it was the only coffee shop I could find in the place I’m at.
I’m not some refugee loving hippie for getting a cup of fucking coffee and none of you are either for jumping up and down celebrating STARBUCKS.
STARBUCKS?!
The CEO of Starbucks coming out in public and sucking his own dick because they’re gonna hire ten thousand refugees is fucking meaningless.
It means nothing because people are being illegally and immorally detained in customs in airports across the country right now.
Who knows in six months if even the ‘legal’ citizens will be allowed here still?
Even if I expected the statement to be followed through on (and I fucking absolutely do not) it changes NOTHING about the fact that we have a dangerous man shitting out incredibly prejudiced and dangerous executive orders every couple of minutes.
There is no ethical consumption under capitalism.
Y’all are shitting your pants over something that is as politically worthwhile as if I started huffing a helium balloon and singing Oh Canada in this fucking store.
You’re being preyed on for profits and it’s working.
—melony ppenosyne
Flommist Melony Ppenosyne is a writer and weird artist type. In the last year alone, she’s traveled to Virginia as a competing poet, co-written a play on mental illness that is presently being produced, and crafted a published essay checking the privilege and scope of art galleries. Copyright © 2017 Melony Ppenosyne. Illustration by flommist Briauna Rupert.
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