Snappy, I think people boycott companies and goods because they feel that that’s one of the few ways an ordinary individual can make a difference in how that company conducts itself. Conceivably, if enough people feel that way, and do boycott, companies feel it in the pocketbook, the only thing that really matters. I know people who boycotted BP after the spill, for example. Did it hurt BP, of course not. But sometimes public relations disasters are more harmful that people actually not using products or shopping in stores.
Personally, I don’t like Walmart, but I have a client who sells to them, so in a way, they pay a very miniscule part of my salary, twice a year. It’s difficult to be hard line about these things when the six degrees of separation effect is attached to almost everything in our lives. And since I’m nowhere near a Walmart, does it matter if I shop there anyway? Of course not. Target is under fire for supporting a candidate with an anti-gay marriage stance. Anthropologie is run by far right wingers who support things I don’t agree with. What do you do? Well, I can’t afford them anyway, either.
It’s much more complicated than it used to be, when it was anti-Apartheid, or lunch counter and bus boycotts during the Civil Rights movement, and it made a direct difference, and really changed things.
No Rob is not a jackass, he is a very intelligent, nice guy. At times, he can get a bit “carried away” on line but much of that is for theatrical effect.
Nobody can fill the shoes of Arkady as our resident grammarian and lexographer, but I thought I would share some of the recent “words of the day” (some are newly coined in Websters, recent additions)
Coffee, n. The person upon whom one coughs.
Flabbergasted, adj. Appalled by discovering how much weight one has gained.
Abdicate, v. To give up all hope of ever having a flat stomach.
Esplanade, v. To attempt an explanation while drunk.
Willy-nilly, adj. Impotent.
Negligent, adj. Absentmindedly answering the door when wearing only a nightgown.
Lymph, v. To walk with a lisp.
Gargoyle, n. Olive-flavored mouthwash.
Flatulence, n. Emergency vehicle that picks up someone who has been run over by a steamroller.
Balderdash, n. A rapidly receding hairline.
Testicle, n. A humorous question on an exam.
Rectitude, n. The formal, dignified bearing adopted by proctologists.
Pokemon, n. A Rastafarian proctologist.
Oyster, n. A person who sprinkles his conversation with Yiddishisms.
Frisbeetarianism, n. The belief that, after death, the soul flies up onto the roof and gets stuck there.
Circumvent, n. An opening in the front of boxer shorts worn by Jewish men.
no wories ishtar, we can always wed you off to some filthy rich sugar daddy and I’ll be the pool boy :o).
” At times, he can get a bit “carried away” on line but much of that is for theatrical effect.”
Too bad there’s no virtual “hook” to yank him off stage.
Snappy, I think people boycott companies and goods because they feel that that’s one of the few ways an ordinary individual can make a difference in how that company conducts itself. Conceivably, if enough people feel that way, and do boycott, companies feel it in the pocketbook, the only thing that really matters. I know people who boycotted BP after the spill, for example. Did it hurt BP, of course not. But sometimes public relations disasters are more harmful that people actually not using products or shopping in stores.
Personally, I don’t like Walmart, but I have a client who sells to them, so in a way, they pay a very miniscule part of my salary, twice a year. It’s difficult to be hard line about these things when the six degrees of separation effect is attached to almost everything in our lives. And since I’m nowhere near a Walmart, does it matter if I shop there anyway? Of course not. Target is under fire for supporting a candidate with an anti-gay marriage stance. Anthropologie is run by far right wingers who support things I don’t agree with. What do you do? Well, I can’t afford them anyway, either.
It’s much more complicated than it used to be, when it was anti-Apartheid, or lunch counter and bus boycotts during the Civil Rights movement, and it made a direct difference, and really changed things.
No Rob is not a jackass, he is a very intelligent, nice guy. At times, he can get a bit “carried away” on line but much of that is for theatrical effect.
Kens, I can deal with the semi hoopty, but the studio is a no go. I’m trying to upgrade from one myself.
So rob is just a meanie on the interwebs? Better than being a jackass in person. 🙂
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Quiet, respectful, very polite.
thank you!
*rob*
Nobody can fill the shoes of Arkady as our resident grammarian and lexographer, but I thought I would share some of the recent “words of the day” (some are newly coined in Websters, recent additions)
Coffee, n. The person upon whom one coughs.
Flabbergasted, adj. Appalled by discovering how much weight one has gained.
Abdicate, v. To give up all hope of ever having a flat stomach.
Esplanade, v. To attempt an explanation while drunk.
Willy-nilly, adj. Impotent.
Negligent, adj. Absentmindedly answering the door when wearing only a nightgown.
Lymph, v. To walk with a lisp.
Gargoyle, n. Olive-flavored mouthwash.
Flatulence, n. Emergency vehicle that picks up someone who has been run over by a steamroller.
Balderdash, n. A rapidly receding hairline.
Testicle, n. A humorous question on an exam.
Rectitude, n. The formal, dignified bearing adopted by proctologists.
Pokemon, n. A Rastafarian proctologist.
Oyster, n. A person who sprinkles his conversation with Yiddishisms.
Frisbeetarianism, n. The belief that, after death, the soul flies up onto the roof and gets stuck there.
Circumvent, n. An opening in the front of boxer shorts worn by Jewish men.
JB, answer to your question is YES.