
Cheap Tricks in the Cheap Seats
The Romans knew the drill. Keep the plebs entertained and fed just enough to prevent them from sharpening pitchforks and getting ideas.
Bread and circuses, they called it.
Keep the loaves cheap, keep the chariots racing, and keep the masses too distracted, too overfed and too entertained to notice how badly they were being screwed.
Fast-forward a couple of millennia, and here we are, up to our eyeballs in cheap crap and never-ending discounts, all designed to keep us from asking, what the hell is really going on?
Two for One, None for Free
Ever notice how it’s always “buy two, get one free” but never “here, just take one for nothing”?
The modern economy rewards those who can buy in bulk—because wealth is rewarded with access. If you have the money, you can buy organic, you can buy durable, you can buy local.
If you don’t, you get a lifetime supply of instant noodles and fast fashion stitched together by hands that will never afford the garments they produce.
Take the high street – our temple of modern bread and circuses.
Primark, Shein, Temu – the holy trinity of the churn economy. Everything’s cheap, everything’s disposable, and if it falls apart after three washes? Well, lucky you, there’s a flash sale.
But what’s the real price?
Not what’s on the tag. Some poor soul got pennies for your two-euro t-shirt. That factory-farmed chicken deal-of-the-week? It was bred, slaughtered, and shipped halfway across the world for less than your morning coffee, but at the expense of an ecosystem that’ll never recover.
This is not just capitalism. This is sedative economics. This is distraction as policy.
The Currency of Distraction
What do we get in return for looking the other way?
Entertainment, baby. Endless, numbing, dopamine-drip-fed distraction.
Modern circuses are on every screen in the house. Reality TV. Algorithmically optimized social media doom scrolls. Celebrities selling us things they got for free. The Kardashians. The World Cup. The next Marvel film that’s just another CGI soup of vaguely recognisable faces punching each other in space.
It’s all just content — a treadmill of diversion, keeping us from noticing that the world is burning and we’re the ones fanning the flames with every click, every purchase, every moment spent arguing online instead of looking up.
Bread and circuses keep us satiated just enough to stop the riots. But here’s the kicker: we’re not even getting the good stuff anymore.
The Historical Hustle
This isn’t new.
Every empire has had its version of “shut up and eat your cheap gruel.”
- Rome’s Bread & Gladiators: Free grain distributions and arena bloodbaths kept the mob happy while the elite carved up the empire.
- Medieval Ale & Feasts: The serfs were given festivals and strong ale to dull the pain of feudal drudgery.
- Industrial Revolution Penny Dreadfuls & Music Halls: Cheap entertainment kept factory workers from questioning 14-hour workdays.
- The Great Depression’s Hollywood Boom: Glitz, glamour, and golden-era films offered escape from economic ruin.
Now? Now we have TikTok, supermarket loyalty cards and the illusion of choice in a system that was never designed to benefit us.
What’s The Real Price?
So what happens when the cheap tricks stop working? When the bread crumbles and the circuses lose their thrill?
Look around. The cracks are showing. Supply chains are stretched to breaking. Inflation makes a mockery of wages. The algorithms are eating themselves.
The billionaires are booking one-way tickets to Mars while the rest of us are sold the dream of homeownership via avocado-budgeting.
And yet, the sales keep coming. The bargains pile up. The illusion of abundance masks the reality of scarcity.
The price? It’s everything.
Our attention. Our labour. Our ability to imagine a world where bread isn’t the reward for compliance, and entertainment isn’t the price of our apathy.
So, What Now?
Here’s the thing: once you see the trick, it stops working.
- Start asking, who benefits? Every time you see a deal that’s too good to be true, trace the supply chain.
- Look at who’s pulling the strings. Who funds the entertainment that keeps you hooked? Who profits when you stay distracted?
- Question what you’re actually paying for. Is that discount a deal, or just another way to keep you spending, to keep you pacified?
We don’t need more cheap tricks. We need a world where the bread is real, where the circuses aren’t just a distraction from decay, and where we stop settling for crumbs while the emperors gorge themselves on our futures.
Now, are you entertained?
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