This is Why Everyone Hates You, Asshole: Starbucks Edition
Let’s be honest. In the scheme of things, Starbucks is a fairly benign corporate citizen. Sure, their union record sucks, and they run local businesses under, but on a variety of other issues–wages, environment, fair trade coffee–they’re somewhere between middling and decent, and they produce a variety of quality products that people actually want. So why does everyone hate them so much? Well in NYC, there’s almost no single Starbucks from which you cannot see another Starbucks. It’s sickening. They run local businesses out, and then all you’re left with is their Borg-like monoculture with its idiotic patois and 2k calorie frozen drinks. Now, however, Starbucks is trying to go back the other way, by testing out new Baudrillardian nightmare stores that will simulate all aspects of local indie coffee shops, from faux-hip furniture and art, to the branding on their in-store products. The Rumpus got the story from the Seattle Times, and I got it from them. The shift, essentially, is from Borg to Cylon.
The ubiquitous coffee-shop giant is dropping the household name from its 15th Avenue East store on Capitol Hill, a shop that was slated to close at one point last year but is being remodeled in Starbucks’ new rustic, eco-friendly style. It will open next week, the first of at least three remodeled Seattle-area stores that will bear the names of their neighborhoods rather than the 16,000-store chain to which they belong. … If the pilot goes well in Seattle, it could move to other markets. … Those who can capture a sense of community and offer consumers a compelling experience will win in the long run, said Michelle Barry, senior vice president of the market-research firm Hartman Group in Bellevue.
(Boldface is mine.) The article then goes on to detail how a bunch of Starbucks suits spent several months sitting in local coffee shops, not buying anything, but taking notes on decor and operations. How fucking evil is that? Seriously. Their policy is literally to target the market of people who are making a concerted effort to buy local, and then trick those people into sending their money out of said community, back to Starbucks. I don’t think you need to be a ski-masked anti-globalization activist to read this article and instantly think brick.
Dear Starbucks, When you do shit like this, all the other good(ish) stuff you do stops mattering. You’re like a child-rapist who donates a lot of money to the fight against cancer. It’s like, yeah, thanks for that, but still–this thing with the child-raping. Anyway, this is why everyone hates you. Asshole.
Wow. Is that even an English sentence? How can something be “cloaked” with “trappings”? It’s like a black hole of meaning, only much less interesting than that would be. Dear NYT, somebody needs to put Janet Maslin to bed.
Derek White is entering the new-text-yard pleasingly: || | || CASTing A HEXaGRAM : NEXT ∃XIsT ∀mPIRE ARK N j∩NY || | ||. My man inventing his own languageses n whatnot, blogstyle. Loved. “…left the SKY cracked open like a confetti-egg bleeding pyres, running along the new “highline,” then south along the Hudson UNtil I could see elliIS ISland & the staTUE of LIBerty through the fog…”
Friday “Fuck Books, Let’s Dance”
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July 17th, 2009 / 7:05 pm
I’ve been thinking for a while now about getting a tattoo of this line from this book. Are text tattoos stupid? Do they blur badly over time? Where would one get a 60 word quote tattooed on their body? I’ve been thinking around my wrist but seems rash, and maybe bad. Text tattoo thoughts? Suggestions? Heeding? Help me figure this out. I’m probably just running my yap.
Donald Duck, who wore no pants.
My favorite chapter from the otherwise pretty fun, but ultimately forgettable book The Science of Superheroes is this one where the author reminds readers that the man who wrote the Donald Duck comic book from 1942 – 1966 (Carl Barks) tried hard to always get the science right. Starts on page 161 of the preview on Google Books:
Stealing From Justin: The Books I’m Bringing (and something I found in my office)
I’m leaving at 4:30 am tomorrow for the Dominican Republic. I’ll be gone for two weeks and although I will not be reading much while climbing Pico Duarte, I will be spending some of that time sitting around and reading. Here is a list of the books I am contemplating bringing:
Nick Cave Reads from ‘The Death of Bunny Munro’
Pretty stoked on this forthcoming new novel from the dark dad, Nick Cave. Here’s him speaking tongues from Chap 3 of his new forthcoming novel The Death of Bunny Munro:
Musicians who can actually write are pretty rare, for sure. Nick ain’t no joke. (On a side note, would someone please rerelease Michael Gira’s The Consumer? Why hasn’t that happened yet? Derek, Calamari?)
See more videos and a whole lot more at the book’s website.