By Vivian Morten
It’s ringing in her ears. So loud that The Other Newspaper’s employee can hear it. She is unaffected.
“Ding dong.”
“Jingle.”
“Cling-clang.”
She leans her head back and speaks without laughing.
“I am impressed by the emotional spectrum that modern pop music now covers with all its glorious evergreens. In this sense, capitalism has been for the better. In other respects, capitalism has been like pouring sugar on top of sugar without noticing the person who actually pours the sugar.”
There is a striking, hairy silence as she continues.
