Black Friday isnβt a holiday, itβs a heist. A glittery, discount-code-waving distraction where billionairesΒ convince you that buying a $12 toaster you donβt need is a victory.
Spoiler: The only people winning are the ones who already have more money than God.
Jeff Bezos doesnβt need your $12. But the local bookstore? Your favorite indie artist? The weird little shop down the street that sells handmade candles that smell like a vacation in Scandinavia? They do.
Every dollar you spend at a corporate monolith is a dollar extracted from your community. Itβs a vote for a world where Main Street looks like a ghost town and your social media feed is just ads for stuff youβll forget by New Yearβs. But every dollar you spend at a small business? Thatβs a dollar going toward someoneβs rent. For the baristaβs poetry habit or the cartoonistβs art supply. Itβs a dollar that says, “Iβd rather live in a world where people thrive than where billionaires buy themselves another yacht.”
So this Black Friday, skip the algorithmic βdeals.β Unfollow the influencers hawking disposable junk. Instead, buy the zine from that artist youβve been meaning to support. Grab a book from the shop with the creaky floorboards. Get the weird, wonderful thing you didnβt know you needed from the Etsy seller who hand-paints each one.
Because hereβs the trick billionaires really hate: You donβt have to play their game. Your money is your power.
Wapsy-Friday-20 gives you 20% off from our shop
Wapsy-Friday-20 gives you 20% off from our shop
