You Are What You Sell

In one recent news cycle, we had four stories that said it all.

A Walgreens pharmacist refused to sell miscarriage medication to a woman because it “goes against his ethics.” He was selling more than a drug.

The U.S. Supreme Court kicked the can on a baker who refused to decorate a wedding cake for a gay couple. He was selling more than a cake.

A Las Vegas self-described successful pimp runs for office in opposition to a Trump-backed candidate. He was selling what Stormy Daniels sells.

Sarah Huckabee Sanders is told to leave a chain restaurant. She was selling….”

In this world, you are what you sell.

Along comes Sanders eating in a cheesy rural restaurant despite her combined family income of half-a-million dollars, and she’s asked to leave. Why? Because of what she sells.

You have to be sleazier than your boss to sell what you don’t believe in, and she sells: racism, abject cruelty, uncivility, hate-mongering, more lies than even Fox News can keep up with:trumphobi

xenophobia (made obvious more times than we can count),

atychiphobia (failure, which he has experienced many times),

gamophobia (no, it’s not about female legs),

hippopotomonstrosesquippedaliophobia  (because of his Twitter addiction, probably associated with somniphobia),

probably vehophobia at this point, assuming he would be capable of it,

basiphobia, if you notice how he negotiates stairs,

metathesiophobia (we’d be surprised if he could change his shorts at this point),

philophobia (he buys his wives),

gynophobia, a.k.a. misogynist, enough said,

athazagoraphobia, a reality-star addiction,

allodoxaphobia, what his twit tweets are all about,

and probably chaetophobia, unless it’s many hair plugs and extensive combovers.

For just one of those things, the Red Hen owner took action and expressed what she apparently sells.

She had more reasons for shunning than an Amish caravan.