It’s bad enough Debbie Shank worked at Wal-Mart but a J.O.B. is a J.O.B. Then, eight years ago, Shank suffered severe brain damage in a traffic accident. She lost much of her short-term memory, was confined to a wheelchair and had to live in a nursing home.
Shank won a million dollars from the company of the driver who hit her. After the succubus lawyers took their bite of the pie, Shank was left with $417,000 to take care of her for the rest of her life. Then came Wal-Mart.
It seems that “Satan’s Little Helper” has a clause in their employee insurance policies that says if you win a lawsuit, they can get back the money they paid you in benefits. So Wal-Mart sued. They sued and fucking WON!
The Shanks appealed all the way to the SCOTUS and the rat-bastards refused to hear the case.
Now the Shanks are destitute. Dirt poor. They got NOTHING! Wal-Mart’s third quarter of ’07? $90 BILLION. This is the kind of repugnant shit that makes us wanna go “Guns of the Navarone” on their dumb asses. But it gets even more fucked up.
Last summer, shortly after losing her appeal, Debbie Shank’s son was killed in Iraq. You remember Iraq…don’t you? That’s the war we’re fighting so those brown-skinded brothers can live in freedom…in democracy. That’s what he fought for. That’s what he died for. And every day Debbie Shanks wakes up and she asks how her son is doing. She doesn’t remember. She has to be told, every day, that her son died. And as of this posting…Wal-Mart is still screwing the little guys. Fuck. You. Wal-mart.
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