Lol, what? You can make fun of us. We’re pretty fucking funny… But like, in a sad, defeated kind of way… Like, we’re sleeping in the gutter and pretending we’re fine, but at least we are looking at all those stars.
We don’t need to move. This is fine. We’re fine. Fuck off, we’re fine. You can’t help us, anyway.
A good analogy to this is the emperor of America. He was just some homeless crazy dude in San Francisco in the 1860s. He attempted to price gouge the Chinese during their rice famine but shortly found himself under water on his rice contracts. This left him homeless and bitter so he named himself emperor of the United States. He somehow started printing his own money and some places feeling bad for him took it.
That’s how the world sees America. Oh, the crazy folk are just down on their luck. They’ll likely either die or end the world in a few years but at least they’re making record profits.
