I pledge allegiance to the United Corporations of America

The truth is that I feel infected, infected by the plague that is American extravagance and consumerism. I try to tell myself no way, no way in hell does the media and the idea of wealth or excess affect me. But that is a lie, A LIE. Undoubtedly my lifestyle ally's itself to the undisclosed notion that is the "United Corporations of America." It affects me every day, every day I swipe my debit card, every day I use my iPhone to check my Facebook, here and now, every blowout sale I ravage for discount shoes, every promo code I abuse for sleek leather bags online. GOD. I am INFECTED and its killing me, my spirit, my humanity, tainted and mutilated into a robot of consumption. Although I do have awareness, a lot of awareness, and I believe this a good thing; it will account for nothing if I don't take the next steps to become a more simple living balanced person. I don't want this iPhone, I don't want this debit card, I don't want this Facebook account, I don't want any iTunes fucking gift cards, I don't want a corporate ass soggy subway sandwich or mcdonalds fries (jesus i just ate some last night) ARGHHAAAAA GET OUT OF MY LIFE. Get out get out get out get out GET THE HELL OUT OF HERE NOW. I'm making some big changes starting now, and I'm saying this on a social networking site because it should be heard, it needs to be heard. I am an individual confessing my addiction of Sociodigital corruptness and Transconsumerism; An absence of tendencies to predicate happiness on acquiring material possessions. And if any of you feel this way in the slightest, than I encourage you to acknowledge it as well, because we are humans, not machines.