(Hi Mart is a popular Korean electronics store.)
Yesterday, the Dragon Lady drove to Hi-Mart. She paid three hundred dollars for a Phillips air-fryer. The machine cooks food without using oil. Her first meal was French fries.
She said, "Dese flies taste so wonda-pul. Rook. Dey not gleasy."
I said, "Three hundred dollars? That's crazy."
"It not clazy. Dey had da sale. Tree hundred dolla very cheap."
I didn't argue. I just smiled and nodded. I'm marvelous that way.
I downloaded a film called West of Memphis. It's a riveting documentary about three slow-witted country boys from rural Arkansas. They were railroaded for a triple homicide many years ago.
Their original trial was literally a witch hunt. No evidence existed. They were accused of being goofy young satanists and spent nearly two decades in prison for dressing in black and listening to heavy metal music. I kid you not.
The moral of the story is quite simple. If you enjoy Metallica, move to California. The entire state of Arkansas should hang its head in shame. What a travesty of justice.
I paid homage to the Christ God. I said the Lord's Prayer on bended knees. I'm tired of living like a pagan. I submit.
I went to bed at 7 a.m. I woke up at 3 p.m. I drank coffee and read the paper. The majority of South Koreans no longer feel that they're part of the middle class. Wages are in decline and household debt is skyrocketing.
Don't believe all the hype you hear about Asia. This place is a pressure-cooker. These poor saps kill themselves quite frequently. The citizens have no guns. So they jump out of windows instead.
I turned on Fox News. Greta interviewed Pat Buchanan. He said that the American middle class is dying because all the manufacturing jobs were shipped overseas. I believe him. Labor got thrown under the bus in favor of capital. Plain and simple.
It's currently 6:50 p.m. I'm relaxing on my sofa and waiting for dinner.
Anyway, talk to you later. God bless.