The only upside I can see to the Supreme Court’s recent decision to allow corporations to fund political campaigns is the phrase “Corporate Persons”. Every day American corporations are a humanized by the media and their own advertisements. It’s flat out weird. The entire concept of giving a big, scary, money-loving corporation the same rights as me is so bizarre I feel like the world has gone mad(der). Hey, here’s a question, if corporations get the same rights as individuals, can a boy corporation marry another boy corporation?
Rather than discuss the horrors (or merits as some argue) of this ruling, I think it would be more fun to imagine what my life would be like if I actually had to be friends with the corporations I deal with on a daily basis. I’m not a big consumer, so lucky for me I wouldn’t have as many corporate person-friends as some others. But here are the ones I would have, and how I imagine our relationship would go.
Yes, I’m an owner of a boost mobile piece of poop cellphone. As both a poor man and a frequent traveler, it helps not to be tied down to a contract. I usually have my phone on me, even if I often screen calls. So Boost Mobile would always be hanging out.
Appearance: I imagine a rather surly, methed-out yokel in their 20s. Androgynous, spaced out (possibly tripping on some psychedelics that are not safe) but for the most part harmless.
Most Annoying Habit: Boost Mobile friend would be like my secretary. Now, imagine the person described above trying to relay messages to me. First, half of the messages I get s/he would keep to him/herself, or reveal them only after they were no longer relevant. S/he’s even worse at sending out messages. When I send him/her on a mission to text a friend, s/he often screams the message and pretends it urgent, even if it’s not. S/he also is fond of putting in words or characters that I did not include in my original message. And sometimes when I give him/her a task, s/he puts up his/her middle finger at me and goes to sleep.
Best Characteristic: I really can’t think of one, other than without Boost Mobile people would have a harder time trying to find me. Boost Mobile would have no games, no style, no personality and no ability to troubleshoot him/herself.
Boost Mobile’s Twitter: WHERE U AT *3943* URGENT MESSAGE USER CANNOT BE REACHED WTF OMG LOL
I may as well be surgically attached to my iPod touch and my MacBook. Because I work inside the internet, my old and tired laptop is my livelihood. When not hunched over like an ape editing, I am probably walking or biking somewhere and listening to my iPod. Even when I’m on the toilet I do crossword puzzles on my iPod. Lovely image right?
Appearance: I think Apple would probably be a sort of sexy, nerdy, smug…oh wait. It’s this guy.
Most Annoying Habit: Well, Mac and I have made the poor choice to mix friendship and business. So half of the time we have a GREAT time hanging out, listening to NPR and chatting with our other friends. We also have been known to get rather intimate, though it has yet to go beyond watching porn together. But, on the flipside, he can be really slow and irritable. He also is great at distracting me from actually producing any actual work.
Best Characteristic: He’s a know-it-all, and acts like he better than me. He’s incredibly smart, but he’s very secretive about where he gets his information. All-in-all a mostly OK guy.
Apple’s Twitter: I command my followers to be really annoying about the iPad.
The Salvation Army
I try not to buy too many clothes; I prefer comfy and familiar clothes that I can pack up quickly to hoards of really stylish stuff. Hence I always look “good” but I rarely look “great!” Most of my clothing comes from human-friends or second-hand corporate-friends that deal in as The Salvation Army.
Appearance: Dumpy, possibly insane Christian. Overbearing in almost every way. Her style is questionable, and perhaps unsafe. Her hair is a mess.
Most Annoying Habit: It’s a tie between her unmistakably terrible odor (my mom says it’s the smell of humanity) and the fact that I know she witnesses for Christ and hates gay people when we’re not hanging out together.
Best Characteristic: She gives almost constant fashion advice. %99.9 is so far off the mark that I usually just laugh at her. Like that time she suggest I wear pleated 49 waist pants and a floral blouse. But occasionally she gets something right, and comes up with a sweet t-shirt or a surprising pair of jeans.
The Salvation Army’s Twitter: YELLOW TAG- 10% OFF, BLUE TAG- %50 OFF, ORANGE TAG- SOILED
Though most of my everyday clothing is second hand, I have 3 essential items that all come from the great Maine icon LL Bean: My amazingly light, warm, green and frumpy winter coat, my amazingly light, warm, purpleish-gray and frumpy winter boots, and my used LL Bean bright blue backpack with the name “Arjun” inscribed on it from a previous owner.
Appearance: Definitely a true Mainer, but one of the better looking ones (if there is such a thing). Fit but sturdy, reserved but practical, and probably staring down at me disapprovingly from a sailboat.
Most Annoying Habit: Sweatshop labor.
Best Characteristic: Definitely makes sure I’m warm and comfy. Not as concerned with style, but it won’t let me leave the house without a snuggly outfit. Actually, this kinda sounds like my mom…
LL Bean’s Twitter: This sleeping bag is also a hiking stick, shoe insert, fishing pole, hat and water bottle.
Oh the sordid, twisted web of a relationship I have with my primary loan agency, SallieMae. Basically my college forced me to use this evil organization (instead of other more responsible loan companies) to pay for my obscenely expensive college education. I’ll be paying off SallieMae for the rest of recorded time.
Appearance: A big, fat man in a pin stripe suit with a cigar in his mouth laughing evilly, mixed with a really unhelpful woman with a Florida accent wearing a headset who refuses to speak proper English or make compromises.
Worst Habit: SallieMae is the worst friend ever. She waits until I get paid for working, then she takes all of the money to her house and sits on it. She’s one of those friends who has too much money, but still requires more and refuses to share any. She’s constantly suggesting that I may have made a big mistake, despite my insistence that she shut the fuck up. She’s also constantly screwing over a bunch of my friends. She comes from a family of companies, many of whom are awful, some of whom are OK, but none who are as evil and sick as Sallie.
Best Characteristics: She paid for my life in college. However, she constantly rubs this fact in my face, and when I compare her to some of her international brothers and sisters I just want to kick her in the genitals.
SalliMae’s Twitter: GIVE ME UR FIRST BORN CHILD 2MORROW OR ELSE.