Black Friday, Indeed
What is wrong with some people? Here in the United States of America…lining up in the middle of the night, thronging outside the doors of Wal-Marts everywhere, straining with excitement as the clock ticks toward that much-hyped magic hour of 5:00am. The tension builds, the crowds yearn to get in there, to race toward their treasured items, tick-tock-tick-tock…it’s almost there…and then, yes! 5:00am and store employees open the doors, the crowd goes wild, becomes savage, tearing through the entryway, damn anyone who’s in their way, jostling and shoving and finally, yes, finally knocking over people and trampling right over them, leaving someone for dead.
That’s right here in the United States. Our civilized country, year 2008.
I hope you are happy, you Long Island Wal-Mart shoppers at that store. You know who you are. You trampled a person to death to get to your plasma TV or your digital camera or whatever the heck it was that you had to have. There are stories of several people knocked to the floor while you all streamed over their prone bodies, unwilling to stop in your material pursuits to assist an injured pregnant woman, or a man who ended up dead an hour later at a local hospital. Did you think about that while you were standing in line, probably nudging your cart against others for your precious spot?
This whole Black Friday hype is sickening to me. I love shopping, I am a shopper to the core, but I hate being played by retailers and when we become a nation so driven by our material desires that we are willing to run with our anxious feet over other people’s human bodies in order to be the ones to grab a low priced plasma TV or whatever it is we want: you can have it. You make me sick.
I love stuff. I love things. I love a deal, even. Yes, I’m a material girl but I would never ever trample another person to get my things. The reports say Wal-Mart is examining store video in order to see who, exactly, were those culpable in the trampling of the dead man.
I say, “People: you know who you are.”
Shame on you.
I promise I didn’t tackle a soul to get my goodies on Friday! 🙂
My son did wear a basket on his head for awhile, but that was his own doing.
I am so thrilled you are blogging, my friend, and I am following you via Bloglines.
Jeannie! you have a blog, how fun, can’t wait to read more and I didn’t go anywhere near any IRL retail shopping experiences, but my mouse got a workout.
Marji
I was SHOCKED when I heard that same story.
We all need to take a step back and a deep breath. That one incident went on to effect many other people.
SAD…..SAD…SAD!!!!
I agree wholeheartedly!!!
Bev
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