LizzieMaine
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All those clothes look pretty much the same to me. Sweatshop crap, no matter whose name is on the label.
That last third, do they pay for their purchases? Or has Walmart become such a thieves kitchen that the company's overseas operation has had to make up the shortfall in their profits?Around here the Walmart crowd is approximately 1/3 the Joad family, 1/3 circus-sideshow people, and 1/3 outright criminals.
Until recently my wife's nails were...well, they weren't exactly finger-dagger-Freddy-Krueger long, but they were longer than they needed to be. A couple of months ago she lost her right thumbnail when she fell while walking our dog; her thumbnail dug into our front lawn like a tent spike, and remained in place as the rest of her body kept moving--rrrrrrriiiiippppp!!! As a result, she trimmed her remaining nails down to a more "normal" length (maybe 1/16"-1/8" past her fingertips as opposed to their previous 1/2" length), and commented the other night about how odd it was to be able to feel the keys touch her fingertips as she typed. You see, as her nails grew they became a natural extension of her fingers, and she had simply gotten used to using them as such....Another questionable trend is the odd acrylic nails where they have round blobs built up, or really wide ends. Or just extremely long. I have to wonder how one can do anything with those nails.
Until recently my wife's nails were...well, they weren't exactly finger-dagger-Freddy-Krueger long, but they were longer than they needed to be. A couple of months ago she lost her right thumbnail when she fell while walking our dog; her thumbnail dug into our front lawn like a tent spike, and remained in place as the rest of her body kept moving--rrrrrrriiiiippppp!!! As a result, she trimmed her remaining nails down to a more "normal" length (maybe 1/16"-1/8" past her fingertips as opposed to their previous 1/2" length), and commented the other night about how odd it was to be able to feel the keys touch her fingertips as she typed. You see, as her nails grew they became a natural extension of her fingers, and she had simply gotten used to using them as such.
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Target is where the walmart shoppers go to buy clothes so they don't look like they shop at walmart.
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Nowadays I mainly go to Target and Walmart to buy groceries.
And even worse, this commercialism, this blatant disregard for how workers are treated in our own and other countries, comes on a day on which we are supposed to be thankful for what we have and think about how others are less fortunate. Urgh. They couldn't get us to send Turkey Day Cards so they gave us this.
I thought Christmas time was bad. This is so much worse.
I'm equally saddened that service-level employees have to work on Thanksgiving more than ever before.
But that said, we should have seen this coming. We've all watched the "Christmas shopping season" creep ever forward for years now. Remember the Charlie Brown TV special, "It's the Easter Beagle, Charlie Brown"? They go to a store and already see Christmas sales going on. That was made in 1974.
Shopping on Thanksgiving. The only time I set foot in a store on a holiday is a grocery store if I absolutely cannot live without something.
I think shopping on Thanksgiving represents everything wrong with modern culture:
1. Rather than be thankful for what we have we have to spend the day going out and buying more stuff.
2. We value stuff more than family time.
3. We don't give a **** that other people who shouldn't have to work are working rather than spending time with their families with no extra pay so we can buy more stuff.
4. We trample over strangers for stuff with no regard to safety.
5. We don't care that the stuff is made by people (including children) kept in slavery-like conditions in other countries.
6. We buy more stuff we don't need.
7. We're so impatient we can't wait 24 hours to get our stuff. We must have MORE STUFF NOW!
And even worse, this commercialism, this blatant disregard for how workers are treated in our own and other countries, comes on a day on which we are supposed to be thankful for what we have and think about how others are less fortunate. Urgh. They couldn't get us to send Turkey Day Cards so they gave us this.
I thought Christmas time was bad. This is so much worse.
I'm equally saddened that service-level employees have to work on Thanksgiving more than ever before.
But that said, we should have seen this coming. We've all watched the "Christmas shopping season" creep ever forward for years now. Remember the Charlie Brown TV special, "It's the Easter Beagle, Charlie Brown"? They go to a store and already see Christmas sales going on. That was made in 1974.
More than anything, I've never understood the whole Thanksgiving tradition of sitting down to pro or college football. Nobody in my family was ever a giant sports fan, but that generally was all that was on TV. I'm so glad I didn't marry into a family who had a gridiron holiday tradition. I always felt bad for the college players especially. Now, they're playing a lot of games on Christmas day, and that just seems exploitive to me.
The whole emphasis on marketing has driven me away from most holidays. We have a very small, intimate family meal on Thanksgiving -- no overblown feast, no imposing on anyone to spend extra money or effort.
I always felt bad for the college players especially. Now, they're playing a lot of games on Christmas day, and that just seems exploitive to me.
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I have never participated and neither has my wife. The one time she ever went to one of those 'midnight before black friday' sales was when a friend of hers begged her to come along because she didn't wanna be outside waiting alone. My wife was not inclined to do that again (nor was her friend, it turned out).The only way to make this stuff stop is to refuse to participate in it. You probably still won't make it stop on a national or global level, but getting it out of your own life is extremely liberating. And once you reject it, the scales fall off your eyes and you see clearly just how perverted and sinister it is.
The only Football watched on either side of the family is when my Alma Mater (Florida State) plays, and only if there's really nothing else going on. I was raised in a family where everyone was into history. I got stories of Nathan Bedford Forrest's battlefield exploits or my Uncles telling me about hunting Tigers (and Japanese soldiers) in the Pacific, stuff like that. Grown men playing with a ball for millions of dollars seems sort of... sissy, in comparison to that.I too lack the sports gene. I usually spend Thanksgiving and Christmas with my cousins and of course my uncle, the one male cousin and the husbands of my other cousins are all into the football game so that kind of leaves me the odd man out.