Okay, I know it, and you know it, and all the patriots on a Subreddit which I would rather not specify know it: America is at a crossroads. This once proud nation is facing a crisis like none other. One that will leave our children as impoverished minorities without access to the basic necessities of life, entertainment, and valuable prizes. I’ll tell it like it is, if no one else will: birthright Dave & Busters Rewards Memberships are ruining this country.
I don’t care what you bleeding-heart liberal so-called Dave & Buster Rewards Members have to cry about. Just because the bylaws of Dave & Busters, as enforced by their proud private equity investors Hill Path Capital, BlackRock, and the noble Vanguard group, state that any child born on D&B grounds automatically has a lifetime Rewards Membership doesn’t mean that is right or proper. It’s just a Deep State scheme to take hard-earned Game Chips™ out of the mouths of true patriots!
Sure, this may have made sense all the way back in 1866, when David Bryant Jefferson and Bustamore “Buster” Morris founded their eponymous restaurant chain as a way to move a shipload of cholera-tainted punch and rancid chicken wings. But that was then, and this is now. If they knew what their syphilis-addled minds had wrought, I am sure that would be as full of seething hatred as my rants to strangers at the D&B’s Mega Sports Bar.
Our country is being overrun by alleged D&B Rewards members who suckle at the teat of the Power Card program, dilute the value of the Summer Season Savings Pass (the only unit of currency worth a damn these days) and hog all the good games like John Wick Continental Pursuit.
Our country will not survive if we continue to do the exact same thing that we have done for decades without any significant economic impact. The only thing we can possibly do is to strip membership from anyone who was born on the air-hockey table in the Burbank Dave & Busters.
My god, have none of you people ever even heard of air-hockey birth tourism?
My father was a D&B Rewards Member. My grandfather was a D&B Rewards Member. My great-grandfather was shot by Bustamore “Buster” Morris over a lawn bowling dispute in which he tried to substitute a large, specially weighted mussel shell for his bowl, but I feel that should still count. I came by my D&B Rewards Membership the white way. I mean, right way.
How long can our country survive if we allow D&B Rewards to be flooded by strangers bused over from Main Event so their kids can reap the benefits that should only belong to people I personally know and approve of? Birthright D&B Rewards Memberships were a mistake in 1866, and they are a mistake now, unless there is some kind of previously unknown associated bylaw that would grandfather me in back to 1866 and max out my Game Chips™.
If so, it has my full support.
