Burning the furniture: my life as a consumer

Some thoughts on buying a house, white privilege and homewares for the apocalypse

What does it say about capitalism, John asks, that we have money and want to spend it but we can't find anything worth buying? We're on our way home from a furniture store, again. We almost bought something called a credenza, but then John opened the drawers and discovered that it wasn't made to last.

I think there are limits, I say, to what mass production can produce.