Showing posts with label Wal*mart. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Wal*mart. Show all posts

Sunday, May 31, 2009

How Much a Life?

Remember that guy who got killed at Wal*Mart on Black Friday when customers surged the gate and crushed the guy? He was 6' tall, 270 pounds. This wasn't some little guy like me.

OSHA's found Wal*Mart liable and is fining them $7,000. (That's OSHA's largest allowable fine*.) MSNBC says that Wal*Mart will make that much in 18 seconds. Probably took longer for the guy to die.

I think Wal*Mart should be fined the entire amount of profit that Wal*Mart made at that Long Island store on Good Friday.

(*There's some country... Norway? Sweden? Where a speeding ticket's fee is dependent on how many money you make, so that it's the same kind of relative pain no matter how much you make. OSHA needs to be able to levy fines in the same way.)

Saturday, April 07, 2007

Oh Big Box Mart...

Alicia reports that Tacoma, our next door neighbor (yes, that Tacoma, named after a Toyota truck and home to my alma mater, sort of) has become the victim of a horrible crime. (Clarification... not Alicia's neighbor, Alicia's 'hood. Me and Lori's neighbor.)

That crime? Wal*Mart's announced intention to attempt to build a Wal*Mart in downtown Tacoma. Downtown Tacoma? I just can't picture it. No, I mean downtown Tacoma. Where is that? What is considered technically downtown Tacoma. Is it where all the tall buildings are? If so, why would Wal*Mart want to come in and tear down a bunch of them in order to build a one-story monstrosity with miles and miles of campsites for all the RV-dwelling folk?

Alicia says that residents do want some large chain stores, but they're hoping for more Crate and Barrel less barrel o' bargains. So, I have the perfect solution. Wal*Mart should buy a really large seven story building. They can put a Wal*Mart in the basement and then Wal*Mart parking on the ground floor. On the next few floors, parking. And then above that, a mall, complete with the bigger (nicer) box stores they desire. (The Beverly Connection in Beverly Hills is like this, parking on a few floors with the stores above. It, however, does not have a Wal*Mart in the basement.)