geiginni wrote:I absolutely detest WalMart. I can't understand how anyone whom isn't absolutely destitute and stuck in some godforsaken culturally retarded small town could bring themselves to shop there.
The place reeks and seethes with the utter despair and resignation of those who work and shop at the place. It makes K-Mart, despite their troubles, feel like Marshall Fields, and makes Target into a fucking Neiman Marcus.
It's like a behemoth parasite that attaches itself to, and feeds off its miniscule hosts; its waste providing a barely acceptable sustenance to just keep the hosts going on with life; carrying out the motions that sustain its continued overbearing and dehumanizing existence.
WalMart represents to me all that is wrong with modern consumer values. Everything, and I mean absolutely everything there, is the most bland, cheap-ass, disposable, mass-produced crap. They don't even try to dress it up as stylish, hip, or quality - like Target does. The utter despair of just needing nothing more than temporary, non-durable, crap to eek you through your day-to-day existence with no forethought to actual design, engineering, or permanence.....
WalMart is Satan. WalMart is the Beast. WalMart is the essence of Soviet - it is what we as a society had worked so long to avoid. It is GUM department store ca. 1977 without the pictures of Bhreshnev.
It is Hell.....
Salut geiginni. Beautiful post. I'm curious about this though:
geiginni wrote:You don't tell them what YOU WANT. They tell YOU what YOU NEED. Now, how is that truely capitalistic?
Capitalism and manufactored desire antithetical? News to me.
