The Corporate Trash Scandal: Plainclothes PNN Does a Recycling Expose, Discovers the Real Recyclers

Sam Drew, tiny and Tiburcio/PNN
Wednesday, August 15, 2007

"Stop making a mess," screamed a worker from the Sunset Scavenger Company truck as the lonely hunched figure leaned over the soiled trashcan quickly transferring cans and bottles into his sturdy cart. The old man's face remained impassive as people barked orders at him. You could tell he was used to being belittled for doing his job picking up recyclables from various trash bins and garbage cans in the area. He quickly finished his task and headed for the next can as we watched him from our hidden spot.

Slave-Mart (Wal-Mart) comes to Oakland: the community fights Back!

Monday, August 2, 2004

"I don't like it to be here, but for a minute, when they open I will apply for a job" 16 year old East Oakland resident Miguel Coelho pushed his wayward ghetto-fabulous fro' out of his eyes as he spoke to me over the grinding traffic sounds emanating from the nearby Hegenburger road.

We were huddled on the tip of the medium strip on Edgewater Road near the Oakland Airport as part of a Rally against the impending development of another Slave-Mart (oh excuse me, Wal-MART) Store

"Can I take your picture for the story," I asked Miguel

Death By Capitalismas: An Ode To Temporary Walmart Employee Jdimytai Damour

tiny aka Lisa Gray-Garcia/PNN
Wednesday, December 24, 2008;

The pounding kept coming, the pounding of hundreds of thousands of feet, boots, heels, and bodies on the chest, heart, lungs and skull of 34 year old temporary Walmart worker Jdimytai Damour. The relentless pounding was coming from the feet of over 2000 humans in pursuit of an Xbox, a plasma screen TV, a $2.00 dvd. In pursuit of that deal they walked, ran, stomped, and charged over the body of Jdimytal until he was suffocated.

The Death of Small Town America: Reflections on the journey to Atlanta

Bruce Allison
Wednesday, August 1, 2007

I started my 3 day journey on the Greyhound bus early Sunday afternoon. I was taking the bus from San Francisco to get to the US Social Forum in Atlanta with Seniors Organizing Seniors. Along the way, I noticed the death of small town America.

There are very few family farms left in middle America. Farms have died. They have been killed by the corporations. Main St. America, too is dead. There were vacant houses and bulidings for miles. Signs everywhere read for rent or sale.

Death By Capitalismas

an Ode to temporary walmart employee Jdimytai Damour


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