Imagine if Jesus Christ himself was just a benevolent charlatan that tried to codify a good standard of conduct for all his followers (and was then sadly overinterpreted and used for the occasional hate-speech)
Almost def. if it was Disneyland, it’s probably about 30 seconds before this person was fired because the mouse doesn’t play when it comes to shit like this.
The Minnie costume looks way cheaper than the ones they use in Disneyland and the background doesn’t look like anywhere in the park, either. My second guess after Hollywood would be Vegas.
If you’re rich you can afford to gamble, lose and try again.
If you’re poor, you can gamble, win, and then have to spend your winnings helping out your family and community. Like, paying for the operation your uncle needs but couldn’t afford, or helping mom’s friend from church avoid losing her home.
This is a reason that a lot of poor-person owned businesses don’t grow. They may start strong, but then the business owner has trouble continuing to invest.
Tangentially related- My name is the same as that of a 1970s song title and chorus and I worked in a place where a co-worker spoke that line to me every time he saw me every single day. I wanted to kill him by the time I left. I also hate that song. And no, I won’t tell you what song.
I feel you. I was in junior high when the matrix came out. My last name is Anderson. I fucking hated that shit. Misteeer Anderson… Inevitably they would wait for me to say My name is neo but they didn’t get it.
It took a while to understand why this was so deeply unsettling to me… it’s not that the eyeball rolls back into the head to look at the brain, it’s that the eyeball itself somehow has an eyelid…
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