Mona Eltahaway, who is an amazing Egyptian journalist, was arrested and assaulted in Egypt yesterday, and her reaction is pretty much what I suspect mine would be: “Wait until I get out of here and write about it.”
I find this entire sale ritual so bewildering. “I’m a great parent because I camped out on a sidewalk all night to get you the newest toy at 40% off”? My sister and her daughter were out at 4 a.m. today – eww. When you could still be warm in bed, sleeping? I don’t get it. Am I just being an old crank, or is it crazy?
Authorities are searching for a woman accused of pepper-spraying other shoppers Thursday night at the Wal-Mart in Porter Ranch so that she could grab more discounted merchandise.
Twenty customers, including children, were hurt in the 10:10 p.m. incident, officials said. Shoppers complained of minor skin and eye irritation and sore throats.
“This was customer-versus-customer ‘shopping rage,'” said Los Angeles Police Lt. Abel Parga.
The woman used the spray in more than one area of the Wal-Mart “to gain preferred access to a variety of locations in the store,” said Los Angeles Fire Capt. James Carson.
“She was competitive shopping,” he said.
Black Friday’s sales began at the Wal-Mart at 10 p.m. and featured door-buster sales on toys, including $5 Bratz dolls, $10 Wii video games and $29 tricycles.
First time I slept all the way through the night since I got sick. I feel so refreshed!
My oldest son drove us to Brooklyn yesterday in my car. He hasn’t driven in eight years and he’d never used power brakes before – so I was jolted a lot, but it wasn’t too bad. And my youngest and his wife made a beautiful Thanksgiving table; I just wish I’d been able to eat more of it. Then we watched a movie (Steven Spielberg’s “Super 8″, which was such a pastiche of/homage to other movies, it seemed to have no center of its own).
Oh, and I brought a toy for the dog – a stuffed-plush tree trunk with three little squirrels inside. She had a ball ferreting out the squirrels all night.
How was your Thanksgiving?
P.S. Found out from my son, who’s seen him at art galleries, that Robert DeNiro is only about 5’7 or 8. Damn, he looks tall on the screen, doesn’t he?
Much of the money we spend in corporate chain stores is being used to help elect the monsters who look after the interests of the wealthy, at our expense. More here.
Grits ain’t groceries
Eggs ain’t poultry
And Mona Lisa was a man.
One of my favorite movies. The theme: Food as sacrament. Hope you’re all having a sumptuous feast.