jmgrub
real Gs move in silence like lasagna
You can sell me gasoline, even if the oil required to produce it necessitates a costly, deadly and disastrous US foreign policy.
You can sell me clothes, even if it was produced by Bangladashi children in sweatshop, death-trap factories.
You can sell me bacon cheeseburgers, even if the animals the ingredients came from were forced to endure lives of torture and endless suffering.
But if you are a big craft brewery with a tacky crowd sourcing campaign, I will never buy your belgo anus imperial stout.
You have to draw the line somewhere. We, as human beings, are moral creatures after all.
Out of sight, out of mind.