There’s no need to worry. Haven’t you gotten used to eating sausages and cold cuts without meat, soy cheese, or imitation fresh milk that came directly from a lab somewhere?
Armed with hashtag hashtags and fueled by overwrought angst, these socially conscious Sovietistas excel at purity councils to enforce compliance with their ever-quickening dogma.
This, your life, is some kind of Las Vegas. Colorful, miserable, full of surprises, misfortune and luck, a Vegas where you can play. Of course, you have to pay also.