Friction Fit

The American Dream is now a compulsory lottery

Here I am, in this lottery, clutching my ticket assigned by the Social Security Administration. (Tangent: syntactic satiation has made their namesake function meaningless) Will you get a windfall? Can you come up with something better than sliced bread? Can you get a slice of that pie? That’s your ticket out of the pit of the capitalist machine. Welcome, please make sure the door behind you is secured.