Jeff Bezos and The Profanity of Amazon.com
This is an SOS to all the spirits of the real Amazon, the Amazon forest, to send Amazon.com. back to its origin in hell. This corporation, being the trash-producing, ecology-destroying, laziness-breeding and immediacy- promoting scheme in this world, hasn’t just committed the perversity of naming itself after the biggest forest on the planet. The megalomaniac and well-nourished Jeff Bezos needed the vile sarcasm of stealing the name of this forest to apply it to his sordid, debris-multiplier, money-making creation, which also sells forgeries of high brands products like Dyptique perfumes, and Dior serums in my experience. Not happy with crookery and his mentioned sarcasm, he was vain and selfish enough to also help polluting space with his trip out there, and, having founded Blue Origin, banalize it to the point of selling it as “tourism” to other power deluded freaks that, like him, think they have the right to fart above gravity. Like it weren’t enough to pollute, forge and lead more and more people to spend their hard- earned money on his soulless distribution of products. But after all, only a devilish soul could not just equate the abundance and purity of a natural forest to the infinity of artificial products through which amazon.com fattens his pocket, but sell the “beyond” as well. Although I have nothing against the rich in a general way, cases like this remind us of our Lord’s saying that it is easier for a camel to go through the eye of a needle than for a rich man to enter the kingdom of heaven. Amen.
I don’t drive, I don’t like to go out much, and, yes, I had an amazon.com account for convenience’s sake. But convenience is often a sin and I have just closed this account because its prime video committed a crime against the deepest poet/writer, who has ever existed and graced this earth. Having closed this account, I feel freer and less troubled by the amount of waste from card boxes that amazon.com uses with no scruples whatsoever, often shipping things in packages ten times their size and splitting up one order to deliver its items on different days and in more boxes, instead of making the customer wait a little longer and have everything shipped in one goal to spend less cardboard paper and less transportation gasoline. What they do is meant to satisfy and breed immediacy in the customer. As we all know, a civilized being is taught to fight against immediacy, beginning with potty training. For it would be much quicker to shit and piss on the floor, would it not? Well, amazon.com should be potty trained to not shit and piss on the planet!!!!
What woke me up may appear eccentric to many people, but it is genuine and passionate. Before getting into it, I should call attention to the diabolical fact that this “milk and honey” land has invented the abhorrent expression that equates the worth of a person to how much money he or she has. There is nothing more repugnant than identifying a human to an amount of dollars, be it high or low. This is what Judas did to Jesus. This is anathema. When Oscar Wilde said that ‘America is the only country that went from barbarism to decadence without civilization in between’ he was being kind. The evaluation of a character, a heart, a conduct, and other infinite values in a person by the finite accountability of money can only have been inspired in hell. Hell is a place where Mr Bezos has certainly been in before launching himself into space. But what woke me up was the desecrating, by amazon prime video, of what the French intelligentsia considers “The Sacred Scriptures”.
Here is how: Having watched the movie Celeste on amazon prime video and being devoted to Marcel Proust, I witnessed a sacrilege not just against him but all those who seek a spiritual dimension to reality. I also underwent a sheer mental torture. The film was interrupted every five minutes by a long sequence of money-making, loud, disgusting, and vulgar commercials, that felt like harassing flies trying to land on one’s food while one ate. For those who don’t know, Celeste was the woman who assisted Proust, the best writer of the XX century, while he was practically an invalid writing his masterpiece A la Recherche du Temps Perdu. Also, for those who don’t know, it was a super human feat on his part to finish this longer than two thousand pages novel, AKA, Les Écritures Sacrées, when close to death. Just to give an idea of how miraculous his feat was, he only consumed a cup of coffee and milk during his last 5 months, when he feverishly wrote. Proust couldn’t tolerate interruptions, neither could he tolerate the vulgarity of industry. He had a very introspective thought, the understanding and experiencing of which also requires uninterrupted focus, like everything to do with his world. Interruptions and vulgarity were a fundamental part of watching Celeste. I flipped. Not just did I close my amazon.com account, but started to get ready to move out of the US. Beware America, lest you wanna stay under the hypocrisy of being a land of democracy and freedom while under the dictatorship of oligarchs!