You know the pejorative phrase,"market worship"? Well, having just visited Wegman's, the temple of the great god Market, sign me up for the cult. As Tyler Cowen put it, Wegman's"makes Whole Foods look like a 7-11." The first 15 minutes in the store, I couldn't buy anything, my circuits were so fried by the obscene abundance around me. I wanted to jump through bins of sausage and bruschetta cackling madly like Scrooge McDuck. I wanted to make myself a hidey-hole behind some cereal boxes, and stay burrowed away until the store closed, and then eat myself sick all night like a dog.

And this being America, someone is going to outdo Wegman's soon enough, make it look like a 7-11. I picture a big box retailer so large that everyone gets an indoor RV with a GPS locator and a big cart at the back. There are indoor clouds, and you can see the curvature of the earth as you look down aisle after aisle of foreign delicacies as far as the eye can see. God willing, I'll live to see it.