Online Shopping

You like online shopping.

Have you paused to think about how radical this really is? It didn't exist little more than a decade ago. And now you can buy virtually any product manufactured anywhere on the planet and have it delivered to your doorstep. The prices are better, too - you can source the lowest, cut-rate merchant on six continents.

There are no people to deal with, either: the salesperson who insists on telling you his/her opinion of the shirt you're thinking of buying - like, fuck right off - or the hordes of vapid shopper zombies (http://www.americanpopularculture.com/journal/articles/fall_2002/harper.htm) stumbling into your way with their sweaty faces and fattened-calf children.

You can also make like a greedy king and surf for hours compiling vast lists of all the goods that will eventually be yours. Looking at the thousands of links on your favorites - all the while chanting "Mine, mine, mine!" - is almost as good as actually owning all that booty.

Of course, there is still the little problem of government oversight and borders. If I can just figure out a way to get a big box o' whores and rockets through customs...