The original game as invented by bored semi-drunk Scots was, I’m sure, a good laugh several hundred years ago with wee sticks and a random round thing.

The modern game and all its hideous capitalist/ classist cultural connotations is fucked.

Tell me that you’re poor without telling me that you’re poor.

For someone who spends so much time talking about growing up in poverty, this is a surprisingly callous thing to say.

Poverty sucks. Don’t be poor.

Depression sucks. Don’t be depressed.

Does that work too?