Geeze, what’s with us and our bitterness since we have started posting again. First me with my plane antics, now you with Wal-Mart. But I can’t harp on you for hating Wal-Mart, because I hate it too. However, I have purchased things from there before and that fact does not keep me up at night.
I have over 150 DVDs, and I’d say about 20 of them came from the $4.99 bin at Wal-Mart. These include both Point Break & Aspen Extreme, so I think I did well there. I also bought a pair of velcro sneakers there to complete a costume in college once. And I’m sure there were a few other purchases during my camp years to change my rustic cabin into a second home, complete with a fan, TV and Nintento 64.
That being said, do I do my general shopping at Wal-Mart, absolutely not. In fact, I don’t think I’ve even been since my last summer at camp five years ago. However, as heinous and evil as I find that place, I also believe it is a necessary evil.
To me, Wal-Mart is no different in our culture than McDonalds, another place that I have stayed away from, especially since moving to Vermont. What many people don’t realize about McDonalds is many people eat there because it’s all they can afford. People need a certain amount of caloric intake a day to survive, and unfortunately even the cheapest of groceries are still more expensive than McDonalds. It’s the same concept as those that shop at Wal-Mart…you can’t ask someone to go buy a winter jacket at the local mom & pop shop for $200 when they can get one at Wal-Mart for $59.99.
I really can’t believe how serious this post has become, but unfortunately in thinking about this it seems as though our culture has become reliant on institutions such as Wal-Mart and McDonalds. Boy is that depressing. It’s easy for me, along with lots of people I know, to talk about how easy it would be to do away with Wal-Mart by simply not shopping there. I wish it were that easy for everyone, but the simple truth is…it’s not. I hope that one day our culture can change…I hope to see my friend, I hope the Pacific Ocean is as blue as it is in my dreams, I hope (I hope that you understand the movie reference here, and that I used it because I am no longer as depressed as I was while writing this post).