The last time I visited Wal-Mart, the thing I remember most was all the televisions suspended from the ceiling inundating their customers and clientele with propaganda. As soon as you moved beyond the sound of one TV, another would come into range displaying an ethnically diverse and usually young and attractive set of employees who informed you that Wal-Mart was a great place to work and shop. "It's more than just low prices. We're like a family here. The flavor of the day is strawberry." I wonder how long before they drop all pretense and just fill the place with monitors blasting the Hypnotoad 24/7.
Okay, I admit it. I posted this mainly because I wanted to link to the Hypnotoad again. All glory to the Hypnotoad!
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