Raw, adjective: 2. not having undergone processes of preparing, dressing, finishing, refining, or manufacture
One morning, two perspectives:
one, the NYT's vanilla take on conspicuous consumption (here's an idea: let's trot out a tired reference to Thorsten Veblen, shall we?) and the shocking! notion! that happiness might not come from satiating a bottomless hunger for the acquisition of material goods, that in fact money spent on experiences and erm, living well in the bodies we already have, might actually bring greater joy than perpetually feeding the hungry ghosts in our metaphorical bellies that crave status, things, superficialities, etc.;
and two, Adbusters' much more fabulously scandalous proposition that perhaps polyamory, a re-visioning of the traditional consumptive nuclear family unit, might be a revolutionary model for breaking through (and/or living outside of) the standard capitalistic consume-trash-consume model for contemporary Western life. An imagined "rupturing of the consumer myth through sexual liberation." Badass, no?
You choose. Mildly spicy, or muy caliente, baby.
But Will it Make You Happy? (NYT)
Is Polyamory Revolutionary? (Adbusters)