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Third Rate Citizen
I might just as well post pictures of clouds for the rest of my life. They can't take those away.
I had to run into Wal-Mart yesterday to pick something up for my Dad. I decided to make a spin through the film department because I need some more of that black and white film Kodak has that processes in the color C-41 chemicals - very handy stuff. I got back to where the film was, or rather, where it used to be and didn't see any Kodak film. I figured they had just moved it somewhere else like they always do every week. So, I asked a passing worker where it was, but it wasn't her department and there weren't any stationary workers to assist me - the store looked like a ghost town, so she radioed somewhere to have one come and assist me. After waiting 10 minutes for somebody to finally show up, I said, "Is business so bad that you had to lay off everybody?" This was in response to there not being any clerks to assist me like in the olden days.
Well, the girl didn't know where the Kodak film was, (she only draws a paycheck, doesn't know anything about the store where she works), so she had to call the manager. The manager informed her that the "home office" had decided that this particular store didn't need Kodak film anymore. This is getting ridiculous! I went to talk to the manager in person to find out what was going on and why I couldn't buy Kodak film any more. Like I have purchased for the last 34 years. (Kodak is an old American brand of film at least 100 years in existence. Sure, they still had the Japanese brand of film on the shelves, but no American film.)
The manager kindly informed me that, since this Wal-Mart was a tiny store, the smallest they have, they didn't carry everything like the bigger stores in Evansville or St. Louis do. (One an hour away from me and the other 2 hours away.)
What am I? A third class citizen? I use the same kind of things that people in big cities use! Everybody uses the same stuff, no matter where they live. That's just the way it is. But - people like me don't deserve to be able to buy everything like those "special" and "important" people in the big cities. I'm just a third class citizen and don't deserve the same choices as everybody else.
I, Kenny, am telling you, who is reading this right now, that you'd better wake up and get prepared for calamity. People aren't going to take being treated like third class citizens forever. And do you want to not be prepared for when some nutcase goes into a Wal-Mart and guns down 40 people because they don't carry his Nacho Pringles anymore and sets off nationwide outrage?
Not me, brother. I'm going to try and be ready to save myself and my family. You can do what you like. Those that aren't prepared will be the first to die. And that means that I'll have a better chance of surviving. Do you want to be a survivor or a casualty? It's your choice - one of the few they still allow you to have. (At least for the moment, anyway.)
Third Rate Citizen
I might just as well post pictures of clouds for the rest of my life. They can't take those away.
I had to run into Wal-Mart yesterday to pick something up for my Dad. I decided to make a spin through the film department because I need some more of that black and white film Kodak has that processes in the color C-41 chemicals - very handy stuff. I got back to where the film was, or rather, where it used to be and didn't see any Kodak film. I figured they had just moved it somewhere else like they always do every week. So, I asked a passing worker where it was, but it wasn't her department and there weren't any stationary workers to assist me - the store looked like a ghost town, so she radioed somewhere to have one come and assist me. After waiting 10 minutes for somebody to finally show up, I said, "Is business so bad that you had to lay off everybody?" This was in response to there not being any clerks to assist me like in the olden days.
Well, the girl didn't know where the Kodak film was, (she only draws a paycheck, doesn't know anything about the store where she works), so she had to call the manager. The manager informed her that the "home office" had decided that this particular store didn't need Kodak film anymore. This is getting ridiculous! I went to talk to the manager in person to find out what was going on and why I couldn't buy Kodak film any more. Like I have purchased for the last 34 years. (Kodak is an old American brand of film at least 100 years in existence. Sure, they still had the Japanese brand of film on the shelves, but no American film.)
The manager kindly informed me that, since this Wal-Mart was a tiny store, the smallest they have, they didn't carry everything like the bigger stores in Evansville or St. Louis do. (One an hour away from me and the other 2 hours away.)
What am I? A third class citizen? I use the same kind of things that people in big cities use! Everybody uses the same stuff, no matter where they live. That's just the way it is. But - people like me don't deserve to be able to buy everything like those "special" and "important" people in the big cities. I'm just a third class citizen and don't deserve the same choices as everybody else.
I, Kenny, am telling you, who is reading this right now, that you'd better wake up and get prepared for calamity. People aren't going to take being treated like third class citizens forever. And do you want to not be prepared for when some nutcase goes into a Wal-Mart and guns down 40 people because they don't carry his Nacho Pringles anymore and sets off nationwide outrage?
Not me, brother. I'm going to try and be ready to save myself and my family. You can do what you like. Those that aren't prepared will be the first to die. And that means that I'll have a better chance of surviving. Do you want to be a survivor or a casualty? It's your choice - one of the few they still allow you to have. (At least for the moment, anyway.)