The only truly alien planet is Earth. — J. G. Ballard

Peopleofwalmart.com is a funny and snarky site. It may even be a putdown. But for me, despite all the horrible things we know about Walmart the business, I truly find beauty in the images of the people of Walmart. It demonstrates that despite the homogenizing influence of giant corporations, people’s freak nature remains strong. In this I find hope that the primeval being within all of us remains resilient, even in Walmart.

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Let’s face it; we all have seen the people who obviously don’t have mirrors and/or family and friends to lock them in a basement, and they all seem to congregate at Walmart. It’s not everywhere that you can shop for milk at 10 a.m. next to a 400lb mother of 6 wearing a pink tube top, leopard tights, and hooker heels. Where else can one go to pick up underwear at 3 O’clock in the afternoon and spot the greatest mullet of all time paired with a mustard stained wife beater (which only accents the extreme amount of body hair) and camo pants that were actually used in Vietnam. And if you haven’t run into the 6’2” bull-dyke with a shaved head, rockin a wonder bra, flannel cutoff shirt, and jean shorts at 2 a.m. when you’re there to pick up frozen pizza, chips, and cookies, then you can get the fuck out right now.