In enormous type, the flyer reads “Some New Yorkers have plenty of choices when it comes to shopping…WE THINK YOU SHOULD TOO!” And their bite-sized slogan for this contemptible move is MY MONEY. MY CHOICE.
Yes, my wee nestlings, they are co-opting progressive political language to get their hooks in NYC and bring their poisonous atmosphere and “low-price” plasticrap to a new market of approximately 8 million people.
I grew up in Walmart-land–the Super Walmart was one of the only retail centers in my little college town, and my mother still does a lot of her shopping at her local store, despite my regular protests. And yes, she “chooses” to shop there: no one is forcing her, and there are other places she could buy cereal and shampoo and light bulbs. I understand the appeal of cheap goods: I am (for a New Yorker, particularly) really fucking poor, after all.
But for a company whose PAC spent $3.2 million in 2010 playing both sides of the political aisle (make no mistake, the Dems are in corporate pockets as surely as the Repubs) while proclaiming to be on the side of the poor and/or budget conscious, and whose anti-environment, anti-labor, anti-women policies (and this is just the beginning; 30 seconds of basic google-fu will reveal many more abuses) are fucking ruining local economies to co-opt the rhetoric of choice?
Fucking disgusting. Unacceptable.
So: choice, eh? Okay. I’ll choose…
- to not shop at your hideous big boxes, even if they could–on the surface–save me a few pennies.
- to write my local lawmakers and speak out against allowing you in my city
- to educate myself about the many abuses your company has perpetrated against individuals, groups, and communities in the name of increased corporate profits
- to ask my friends and neighbors and reader to do the same.
If you don’t desperately need to shop at Walmart, please don’t. If you want more ideas on how to speak out against Smilin’ Evil, go here.