Welcome to Wal-Mart America
Right after the sale of my house closed, a good friend offered to take
me to dinner, anywhere I wanted to go, to celebrate the sale. He lives
in the hills, is working on his second million, and is a great guy.
Much to his surprise, I told him I wanted to go to my favorite Korean
joint in Torrance, Koji Barbecue Buffet. After we ate our fill of Bul
Go Gi, sushi, rice, seaweed, Kim Chi and Pumpkin Soup, we headed back
home. He asked me to drive his new German sports sedan, one of the
$85,000 ones. So, we toured back up Crenshaw Blvd, one of my favorite
drives in LA. We rolled past simple and plain war-time boxes in the
South Bay, through once opulent Inglewood neighborhoods and into
Leimert Park. We rounded a bend, and there at King and Crenshaw was the
new Wal-Mart on the south end of Crenshaw Plaza. It
was almost 10 PM on a Saturday night, and my friend said, "Let's go
in." So, we parked his car and strolled in. The place was packed with
people. In addition to folks who looked like they belonged in the
neighborhood, there were quite a few folks who looked like they did
not. My friend went on to explain that he's been buying candles and
scented soap at Wal-Mart for years. It is his secret obsession, one
that he rarely tells anyone about, because it is so "Un PC" to shop at
Wal-Mart and in his social circles, it is taboo to shop there. I
laughed because he is one of many friends who have made similar
confessions over the last few years, all "PC West Side" folks, all of
whom live quite upscale. For all of them, it is a big secret, one which
brings them some shame, but they confess that the items they go to
Wal-Mart for are not sold anywhere else, or are "three prices"
elsewhere. I
discovered the "Wal-Mart Astoria" from friends who park their RVs
overnight in Wal-Mart parking lots. I have two family members who work
for Wal-Mart, my ex sister in law in North Carolina, and a second
cousin in Georgia. Long before "The High Cost of Low Prices" was
released, I knew it was a "tight ship" of a place to work. Recently,
it has become fashionable to condemn Wal-Mart for it's alleged labor
abuses, but now that I'm out here in the rest of America, I believe
that Wal-Mart is just a symptom of the larger problem. We don't make
much in America anymore. Our country, once the powerhouse of
production, has been reduced to third world status in the manufacturing
scheme of things. The few factories left in this country are few and
far between. And often the same people who condemn Wal-Mart,
are the ones who buy foreign. As Jeff Prang pointed out in an open
letter a while back, most "Politically Correct" West Siders in LA drive
import cars. The husband of the cousin who works for Wal-Mart
in Georgia works at the Ford parts depot in Atlanta. He feels lucky
because the assembly plant next to it is being closed because of lack
of business. His mother in law, my first cousin, worked for Coats &
Clark thread company in Toccoa Georgia for 30 years. Last year, they
closed their last American thread mill, moving it to Mexico. She took
early retirement, but as she said, "most of the people I worked with
got put out in the cold". So, where do all the people who've
been put out in the cold shop? Wal-Mart, where else? To these people,
Wal-Mart provides a vital service. The can stretch their minimum wage
dollars a bit farther. It means their children eat a bit better, dress
a bit warmer, and they can even afford an occasional luxury, like new
tires for the car, or bicycles for the kids at Christmas. One store
alone can put up as many as sixteen semi- trailers full of lay-a-way
toys for Christmas. The employees at Wal-Mart, though "exploited",
provide a service to the rest of their communities. Their loss is the
community member's gain. I
went with my family here in Mobile who are working folks. Husband
Richard is a law enforcement officer; sister Lisa is an RN. Mother
Krista has four children, one of whom just had brain surgery. Their
house was flooded by Katrina and has been unlivable since. They are
repairing it themselves, and most of their household goods, bedding,
toys, clothes and food, all got ruined in the flood that Katrina sent.
Some of these items have been replaced, mostly with new stuff bought at
Wal-Mart. They shop at Wal-Mart because it is close, cheap and has
everything (beauty salon, nails, photos, vision center, pharmacy,
groceries, clothes, recreation, garden center, electronics) under one
roof. A $75 Linksys wireless router is $49 at Wal-Mart. We bought a lot
of food for $80. With seven people to feed, clothe and entertain, every
dollar counts. And, from the looks of many of the employees,
Wal-Mart hires people that aren't very competitive in the workplace for
better employment. Wal-Mart employs the handicapped, toothless, grossly
overweight, elderly, pregnant single teenage mothers, folks who
couldn't even get work at MacDonald's. Now before you decide this
is deplorable, think about what the city of West Hollywood is doing
with housing. The city is sacrificing existing low income residents for
the supposed benefit of others. While the cry "We need more housing"
goes up from city hall, how much of this planned housing actually
available to low income WORKING people? While the city plans to add
even more stories, cars, congestion, and people to our streets, destroy
the existing small businesses on the East Side, and ruin the character
of the city forever, it says this is all for the good of the city
because it will create more housing. But one doubts that any of it will
be affordable to existing residents, or existing businesses, most of
which are family owned. At least at Wal-Mart, one actually does
get value for ones dollar. Like it or not, Wal-Mart is an American
institution, and it exists because most people have fewer economic
opportunities in post-industrial America. Think about that the next
time you purchase a foreign car or major appliance. How "Politically
Correct" is it to buy foreign products, when it puts Americans out of
work? Ed Garren can be reached, even in the Red America’s wilds, at 
Ed Garren flanked by two WeHo pals, Mama and Sonia Hong of Irv’s Burgers fame. Courtesy Ed Garren. 
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Ed’s family in Mobile, shopping. By Ed Garren.