when you go to a party and see that one jerkhole that is equil distance to the snack bar and the dance floor, even though he is fat as hell he ends up jiggling all that fat and your stuck wondering what the hell happend with your life that you decide to open a bakery and leave

A cultural and aesthetic mind-state that prioritizes making money, even as an “underground” or “radical” creator. The work isn’t made for money, but it’s the money that matters the most.