Black Friday really should be called the Hunger Games. People kill each other and the winner gets a $20 crock pot. I am not opposed to capitalism or even consumerism, but on days like today, I feel so disconnected from the human race. I'm convinced it's a sickness or powerful addiction worse than heroin. People pack up their carts to the brim like a junkie filling their crack pipe. Take a hit says the Madison Avenue Executive. Spend $100 and I've give you more for free. Oh yeah, isn't that good? Didn't I tell you? Welcome to the new age. Sigh.