_I'm addicted to a YouTube channel that tries to post every "Karen" video.
It's a nature show, chirps and howls of the jungle.
A deep, mysterious voice announces:
"Karens in the Wild"
There are now more than 300 videos.
Watched by 95 MILLION people!
There are wilding Karens in parks, pizza joints, mall parking lots, all of them screaming for no apparent reason.
Why do Karens act out on planes,
blind to the 150 cell phones that light up?
Why do we take pleasure in seeing fellow humans in nonsense conflicts we'd flee?
Because we are not there.
How easily Karens escalate to slurs, curses and spit. Old Karens, male Karens, entitled jogger Karens, all lippy and loud.
But I am not there.
Whew.
A little Karen goes a long way. But if you'd like to spend a few days or minutes in their god-awful world of confrontation and abuse ...
Is it all just a plot to sell t-shirts?
"I need to speak to the manager."
"OK Karen"
Maybe.
Let me out of here.
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