Gimme It

i can’t shop. something about resistance to commitment or opportunity costs or make-vs-buy or zero sum games or particularity or finite satisficing bounded rationality. and style is supposed to be a function of not even having thought about it in the first place. all epidemics find their prime movers confused. like the army says: don’t ask, don’t tell. and like angelica pickles says: if you have to ask, you’ll never know. and like bill withers says: i know i know i know…