Can someone explain to me Labubus? I mean, I think I get it, but I do not. Not really. What is this obsession with this hideous doll? Is society falling under some weird spell?
Two months ago my little nieces were telling their mother, my cousin, that they wanted some Labubus. You see, a birthday was around the corner, and I was short on ideas. My wife and I went shopping a few days later, and I remembered the name. But when I saw one, when she saw one, we knew it was not coming home with us.
What is this? It is like a creepy bunny thing. I cannot really put my finger on it, but it certainly looks intentionally twisted. As if someone out there was thinking of ways to make children have nightmares. This, sitting on a shelf in a dark room, hardly seems like a good idea, but alas, people want them.
But listen, lots of things are wrong with the world right now. Conflicts all over the world, divisiveness, broken homes, broken dreams, you name it. But let us not forget: We got Labubus.
Wut?
It might be some sort of self deception at play here. I can imagine, although I certainly do not know if this is true, that there are people out there who feel nothing is right, nothing is working. Maybe they are in an unhappy relationship. Maybe they have a job they hate. Maybe they are considering moving to another country because they fear for their lives.
In the middle of this scene, of this twisted movie plot, their only beam of light, the only good thing they have, is—you ready for this—a rare Labubu. Oh, good lord, all is good then?
I am serious, but I am not.
I think this points to a certain type of rot we are not able to fully recognize. I am not trying to be all preachy here, I am not. Yes, I advocate against stupid, pointless consumerism, but I am an even bigger advocate for freedom. You should be able to buy whatever the hell you want, even if you feel like spending five hundred bucks on a rare Labubu. I just think you are only fooling yourself, but you do you sparky, you do you.
As I am saying all this, I am thinking of something. There is a T-shirt here, one that I am not going to make, but it would be hilarious if someone did.
“We did not get World Peace, but at least we got Labubus… Thanks Donnie.”
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