22 August 2010

Near the end of March, 1845, I borrowed an axe. . .Part 2

I am having trouble with Part 2. I admit it.

I keep getting hung up on this from Stephanie Rosenbloom's article, But Will It Make You Happy?

At the height of the recession in 2008, Wal-Mart Stores realized that consumers were “cocooning” — vacationing in their yards, eating more dinners at home, organizing family game nights. So it responded by grouping items in its stores that would turn any den into an at-home movie theater or transform a backyard into a slice of the Catskills. Wal-Mart wasn’t just selling barbecues and board games. It was selling experiences.

I will come up with the appropriate passage from Thoreau as soon as I am through with the sheer fun of mulling this over.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

The last time I was in a Walmart store, it was because I was visiting America to do some fly fishing, and needed to purchase a fishing license. The only place in town licensed to sell licenses was the Walmart. I didn't want to go in but I wasn't going to drive 30 miles to get my fishing license, so I took a deep breath, held my nose and sallied forth. I couldn't help but notice when I was there that there were some sad people camping in the parking lot in their motor homes. If I ever decide I want to camp in a Walmart parking lot, just put me out of my misery.