Friday, November 16, 2007

Sweatshop.

When I was in college, there was a big protest on campus, Students Against Sweatshops, because the bookstore was apparently selling t-shirts and the like that were made in sweatshops. While I certainly think the issue of sweatshops is a serious one, there was a bit of irony in the whole situation. The student body of Tulane University is a lot of East Coast blue bloods who came from Miss Porter's and Choate and Philips Exeter and lots of money. They drove their Range Rovers to the protest and then sat in their name brand clothes and protested while on cell phones. It was a disingenuous protest is there ever was one. Particularly since there was incredible poverty just blocks from campus.

Anyway, if there is still a Students Against Sweatshops, they could have been protesting on my frontyard last night. I informed Rykert that it would be sweatshop night last night. Meaning - "we" (that is a begrudging we) had a lot of work to finish last night. Tieing ribbons, labeling, organizing, etc. in preparation for the little sale tomorrow. By 10 Rykert, the dog, and I were collapsed on the couch covered in glitter. With that being said, I didn't get everything done that I had intended, but I did what I could. I would have liked to finish more cupcakes, one more dollhouse, a few more gnomes, and lots of knitting, but alas, I only gave myself 2 weeks to prepare. We'll see how this goes, and if it is fun and/or a minimal success there will be more sweatshop nights next year.

I had every intention of photographing everything before packing it up. Well, that didn't happen. I was lucky to get it packed. I'll try to take pictures tomorrow to document what I took and then let you know how it goes.

1 comment(s). Tell me what you think!:

Wool Winder said...

Good luck at the sale!

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