Another tactic involves raising selling prices ahead of the holidays before the discounts kick in. In an analysis for The Wall Street Journal, price-tracking firm Market Track LLC looked at the online price fluctuations of 1,743 products in November 2012. Prices climbed an average of 8% in the weeks leading up to Thanksgiving for 366, or about a fifth, of the products; the items were then discounted on Black Friday. Toys and tools had the biggest pre-Black Friday price increases—about 23%….
Cynthia Spann is suing Penney over what she says are phantom discounts. She bought three blouses at 40% off the regular price of $30 in March 2011, according to her complaint. But instead of $30, the prevailing price for the blouses in the three months preceding her purchase was $17.99—exactly the same as the sale price she paid, the lawsuit alleges. Ms. Spann said in the complaint that she wouldn’t have bought the blouses if she had known the discount wasn’t real….
Similar cases are pending against Kohl’s Corp. and Jos A. Bank Clothiers Inc. A Kohl’s spokeswoman didn’t reply to requests for comment. In its most recent quarterly filing, the company said the legal proceedings it faces likely won’t have a material effect. A Jos A. Bank spokesman declined to comment on the pending litigation or the company’s pricing strategy, but said two other lawsuits making similar claims were dismissed earlier this year.
There is no denying that Kanye West has had a tremendous impact on the music industry and pop culture. From the beginning of his mainstream career, Kanye has been critical of issues dealing with racism and the structures within it. His infamous, ‘George Bush doesn’t care about Black people,’ statement caused a media frenzy and solidified the general sentiments of the Black community during the Hurricane Katrina tragedy.
Yet it seems with more fame and popularity, Kanye’s commentary has shifted from calling out racism because it’s wrong, to calling out racism because he didn’t get a seat at the table. This is the bigger issue.
The distinguished psychiatrist Frantz Fanon addressed this line of thinking in his 1961 classic Wretched of the Earth. In this literary masterpiece, Fanon deconstructed the colonized mind:
‘The gaze that the colonized subject casts at the colonist’s sector is a look of lust, a look of envy. Dreams of possession. Every type of possession; of sitting at the colonist’s table and sleeping in his bed, preferably with his wife. The colonized man is an envious man.’
“One of the things I’m concerned about is that I really want to make sure the races of all the characters are kept. I don’t like it when black characters become white in movies, or things like that. That was something I found deeply problematic with the attempt by some people who had a lot of money and a lot of clout, and who wanted the rights to Anansi Boys, at one point. Somewhere in there, they made the fatal mistake of saying to me, “And, of course, the characters won’t be black in the movie because black people don’t like fantasy.” They were suddenly very surprised that we were no longer interested in selling them the book. So, I want to keep the racial mix in American Gods the same.”—
Neil Gaiman on HBO’s American Gods adaptation. (via racebending)
"Stop letting your illness define you" says the healthy person whose life is defined by her health.
Yeah this is a bit hard to swallow but I do end up preaching every once in a while that being fat isn’t correlated with being unhealthy.
If it helps but it doesn’t, it took me a long time to see myself as healthy or able bodied. I mean I sucked ass at little league baseball and in my high school’s Cross-country team I was literally average in the team because out of the 40 kids in the team I fucking ALWAYS placed in 19th, 20th, or 21st place. But I guess being able to run every day in practice after school and during the summer for the required amount is, to begin with, a sign of health. But it sure doesn’t feel like it when i couldn’t progress from that.
I have really come into my own understanding of my health and body through hot power yoga and veganism. People cringe at these activities but they are so homey to me
Spending some time looking through PhD programs that have a strong emphasis on Social Theory. The ones one of my professors recommended didn’t quite seem to have a strong emphasis on Social Theory so now I’m sorta back to square one, square one is wanting to go work under Patricia Hill Collins.
But I fear that because she is who she is will mean that she will always be busy, too busy to “properly” mentor me. Whatever that means, I fear I might get a “better” experience at another department where the professor I am working under will have more time to show me their ropes.
In my dream last night the soul of my friend was trapped in a jar and in the process of freeing it I was turned into a mahou shonen // demon. It was pretty cool at first. I fought a group of evil dogs terrorizing the neighborhood and figured out how to cast spells. We went to a friend of a…
A star Connecticut high school football player trying to break it off with his older lover stabbed the man to death during a tussle outside the teens home, cops say.
I have to admit to a bit of despair this morning.
The kind of despair that comes in realizing that I have been guilty of holding particular marginalized groups to a standard that is informed and required by kyriarchy. A standard that insists upon marginalized groups being perfectly superhuman and utterly flawless before humane treatment of the group can be remotely entertained.
It’s the kind of mentality that allows for the negative actions of one member of the group to be representative of the entire group. And it’s always the negative actions of an individual that are representative of the entire marginalized group, never the positive.
But black gay men are just regular human beings. And the more I try to force them, at least in my mind, to fit some absurd model of perfection that no one in existence has ever come close to achieving, the more I expect that rights can or should only be granted upon achieving said unachievable status, the more I disprove my own humanity and the less valid my advocacy becomes.
For when I expect perfection, I can reason myself into ignoring flaws and those in need of help. I can cover wounds instead of healing them and pretend the festering is not my fault. Gangrened limbs can be discarded and forgotten in the name of respectability.
And I can pretend things like queer domestic violence do not exist for the sake of showing the power brokers that queers are just like them—or more accurately, just like their egotistical, imaginary, untruthful images of themselves.
The truth is that we are more like each other than we are willing to confront. Though, only certain groups, it seems, have to pay the price for that.