I lived in Suburbia as a child. Happiness is a thin veneer over the contempt the majority of neighbors feel for each other.
I lived in rural towns for much of my young adult life. Monopolized utilities and services, as well as the issue of small-town indoctrination, were reliably present.
I currently live in a metro. The rampant corruption and vehicle-oriented culture are noxious.
I guess I want to live in outer space. It’s pretty quiet up there and I’d imagine it doesn’t really smell all that bad.
Look at that f u c k i n g fireplace mantel; that used to have class to it’s decor. Every administration took pride in giving the Oval Office their touch. Look at Jimmy Carter’s office:
Carter had a clean, understated look. Obama and Biden took a lot of inspiration from the Carter administration.
Now our national office looks like it was decorated by a 12 year old boy still clinging onto all of his T-ball participation trophies he “won” over half a decade ago.
Before you say anything, yes, I know this is such a non-issue in the face of all the actual issues being engineered by this technocratic regime, but… I’m tired, boss. I’ve been screaming about this for years and now the only energy I have left is to pedantically nit-pick the decor choices of US federal administrations. Life is… non-ideal.