Managing to break free from my mother’s grasp, I charged. With arms flailing and chubby legs fluttering beneath me, I was the ferocious two year old rampaging through Costco on a Saturday morning. My mother’s eyes widened in horror as I jettisoned my churro; the cinnamon-sugar rocket gracefully sliced its way through the air while I continued my spree. I sprinted through the aisles, looking up in awe at the massive bulk products that towered over me. Overcome with wonder, I wanted to touch and taste, to stick my head into industrialsized freezers, to explore every crevice. I was a conquistador, but rather than searching the land for El Dorado, I scoured aisles for free samples. Before inevitably being whisked away into a shopping cart, I scaled a mountain of plush toys and surveyed the expanse that lay before me: the kingdom of Costco.
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Why, one wonders, would the New Yorker riff on the idea that Jared Kushner is obsessed with money? It seems to me that if anything his behavior — stepping away from his business to devote himself first to his father-in-law's presidential campaign, then to national service — is characteristic of someone who has other priorities. If President Trump made this sort of stereotype-driven comment about a prominent Jewish person, the New Yorker would probably accuse him of anti-Semitism.
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