Now for my confession. My secret shame. Something I hate to admit, but I'm going to. I need to get this burden off of my shoulders.
I love Walmart.
I really do. I know. I know. I'm supposed to hate the evil that is Walmart. It goes against everything I stand for in life. I've tried but I just can't bring myself to do it. I had, at one point, convinced myself that Walmart was the devil. Then, they started carrying organic products. Organic products that I was already using & purchasing elsewhere. Organic products that were now available to the masses instead of in a special section in a random grocery store.
The justifications began.
I need to purchase this organic yogurt from Walmart because I'll be voting with my dollars and telling Walmart that organic is good.
This Sam's Choice coffee is Rainforest Certified. I need to buy it to show Walmart that they need more eco-conscious products on their shelves.
OOOH! This squash is from a farm within thirty miles of this Walmart. I need to purchase it so that Walmart understands that locally grown food is desired by local residents.
Nice! They have the organic baby food & snacks I feed Klaw. I need to buy it so that they will continue to keep it on their shelves and maybe some other parents will choose it for their babies, too!I could go on.
I understand that every time I swipe my debit card at Walmart a tree in a rainforest falls, an endangered species becomes extinct, a child eats processed sugar for breakfast, Nestle purchases more chocolate harvested by children, an historical monument is defiled, and a local business closes.
I still can't stop myself. I hate that I love you, Walmart.
