South American papayas wrapped in plastic & "on sale" at the Hy*Vee for $5 per half. Weirdness = the fact that I can be in two feet of Iowa snow and, if the ducats are there, purchase a tropical fruit grown thousands of miles away. I do not have political statements to make about this, either. This kind of weirdness is, simply, the modern way of life. (Try and escape it wholly & you'll end up on a compound in Montana, etc.)
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