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Cotton

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Bipo

This is damn peculiar....
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Anyone familiar with Jordan Peterson will lol, if not, don't bother.....

Cashier:
Hi, welcome to McDonald’s. Can I take your order?

Jordan Peterson:
Well, young man, that depends. What does it mean to take an order? You see, “order” itself is a profound concept — it’s the antidote to chaos.

Cashier:
…Uh, yeah. So like… would you like a Big Mac or…?

Jordan Peterson:
Ah! The Big Mac. Symbolic of Western capitalism’s capacity to provide abundance. You know, in Soviet Russia, they waited in line for bread. Bread! And here we have double beef patties and special sauce just… handed to us. It’s remarkable, really.

Cashier:
Cool, cool. So… you do want the Big Mac, then?

Jordan Peterson:
I’m not sure I want a Big Mac. Desire is a slippery concept. You think you want something — a burger, say — but perhaps you really want meaning. Or structure. Or maybe your father to tell you he’s proud of you.

Cashier:
I… I can’t help you with that, sir.

Jordan Peterson:
Precisely. No one can. You have to help yourself. That’s the first rule. Clean your room, stand up straight, and then — perhaps — you’ll know what you want on your burger.

Cashier:
Alright. How about a Happy Meal? Comes with a toy.

Jordan Peterson:
A Happy Meal? That’s a bold promise. As if happiness could be boxed and served with fries.

Cashier:
It also comes with apple slices now, for, like… health or whatever.

Jordan Peterson:
Ah, the archetype of the apple. A symbol of temptation. Of the fall from Eden. And now, in your corporate Eden, it’s sliced and placed in a plastic bag.

Cashier:
Would you like ketchup?

Jordan Peterson:
Is it Heinz?

Cashier:
Yes?

Jordan Peterson:
Good. Even chaos needs standards.
 

boozeman

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Anyone familiar with Jordan Peterson will lol, if not, don't bother.....

Cashier:
Hi, welcome to McDonald’s. Can I take your order?

Jordan Peterson:
Well, young man, that depends. What does it mean to take an order? You see, “order” itself is a profound concept — it’s the antidote to chaos.

Cashier:
…Uh, yeah. So like… would you like a Big Mac or…?

Jordan Peterson:
Ah! The Big Mac. Symbolic of Western capitalism’s capacity to provide abundance. You know, in Soviet Russia, they waited in line for bread. Bread! And here we have double beef patties and special sauce just… handed to us. It’s remarkable, really.

Cashier:
Cool, cool. So… you do want the Big Mac, then?

Jordan Peterson:
I’m not sure I want a Big Mac. Desire is a slippery concept. You think you want something — a burger, say — but perhaps you really want meaning. Or structure. Or maybe your father to tell you he’s proud of you.

Cashier:
I… I can’t help you with that, sir.

Jordan Peterson:
Precisely. No one can. You have to help yourself. That’s the first rule. Clean your room, stand up straight, and then — perhaps — you’ll know what you want on your burger.

Cashier:
Alright. How about a Happy Meal? Comes with a toy.

Jordan Peterson:
A Happy Meal? That’s a bold promise. As if happiness could be boxed and served with fries.

Cashier:
It also comes with apple slices now, for, like… health or whatever.

Jordan Peterson:
Ah, the archetype of the apple. A symbol of temptation. Of the fall from Eden. And now, in your corporate Eden, it’s sliced and placed in a plastic bag.

Cashier:
Would you like ketchup?

Jordan Peterson:
Is it Heinz?

Cashier:
Yes?

Jordan Peterson:
Good. Even chaos needs standards.
Shut the fuck up, Commie.
 
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