Where would you go on a shopping spree?
The shopping spree, is something quite morally obscene when seen in the context of the wider world. The question should be who goes on shopping sprees? Or what do they buy?
As to who, well only those that have infinite resources to fritter away on frivolous purchases. Trinkets to clutter their over-stuffed homes, clothes to add to their ever-burgeoning wardrobe, or burden the already overwhelmed charity shops. More food to gorge on, or to throw away in the ever-wasteful manner of our Western society.
How can we, in all good conscience, go obliviously consuming without mindful consideration for the producers of the stuff we buy? The skilled craftsmen who go under paid and unrecognised. The tired children working in the sweat shops wearing rags that don’t fit. The starving farmers existing on crumbs while the richness of their produce feeds an ungrateful overweight population.
An oversimplified view that may be true, but what are we doing to our beautiful planet? The stuff we have gorged on, arriving in and thus feeding, the ever-growing mountains of plastic, scaring landscapes not our own.
Or, choking the obfuscated oceans suffocating the marine life we don’t care about. Or raping the forests to plant, not for indigenous populations, but to feed the cows that feed the fat and selfish frequenters of the burger bars, who pause there for brunch and think, not about their profligate actions, but to plan the next phase in their senseless shopping spree.