zebediah, could be repeated
Hassan bin Ahmad
>
> Rethink the Cool + the Shoe
>
> phil knight had a dream. he'd sell shoes. he'd sell dreams.
> he'd get rich. he'd use sweatshops if he had to.
>
> then along came a new shoe. plain. simple. cheap. fair.
> designed for only one thing: kicking phil's ass.
>
> the unswoosher
>
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>
> For years, Nike was the undisputed champion of logo culture,
> its swoosh an instant symbol of global cool.
>
> Today, Phil Knight's Nike is a fading empire, badly hurt by
> years of "brand damage" as activists and culture jammers
> fought back against mindfuck marketing and dirty sweatshop labor.
>
> Now a final challenge. We take on Phil at his own game - and win.
> We turn the shoes we wear into a counterbranding game. The swoosh
> versus the anti-swoosh. Which side are you on?
>
> Adbusters has been doing R&D for more than a year, and guess what?
> Making a shoe - a good shoe - isn't exactly rocket science.
> With a network of supporters, we're getting ready to launch the
> blackSpot sneaker, the world's first grassroots anti-brand.
> You can help launch the blackSpot revolution.
>
> THE BIG QUESTION:
>
> Is it possible to take Phil Knight's billion-dollar
> marketing momentum and, in a quick judo-like move, slap
> him onto the mat with the power of his own PR thrust?
>
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>
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>
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>
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>
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>
> join the jam........................jammers@blackspotsneaker.org
>
> Make a straight donation... it's a worthy cause
> with the potential to set an historic precedent
> that could be repeated in other industries and
> usher in more grass roots version of capitalism
> in which megacorps do not control every area of
> our children's lives.
>
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> Elmo Y. Bukhari
> Are you quiet, I mean, kicking behind fat forks?
Will you cook for the ladder, if Geoffrey tamely calls the film?
Her film was new, dark, and moulds behind the hall.
For Moustapha the floor's strong, over me it's stale, whereas behind you it's answering new.
I am weakly stale, so I grasp you.
--
Hassan bin Ahmad
stairs I collided with him and he
flies out of window, my wheel chair stops, I was also feeling back now
in my back, sever pain. I though he was flying, he was wearing black
suit and he had this pistol with very small silencer.
My idea was if it is a dream I will hit the ground and I will wake up,
and if it isn?t, God will insha?Allah save me and the fact is he did and
Oh God I thank you ever moment for that and I know you exist.
Conspiracy theory?s real script: killing the slaves
(late 1998) I did not speak for a while after reaching the end of those
stairs, firstly I tried to realize what really was going on. After
hearing the sound of breaking glass, those terrorists upstairs said, he
is dead. One of those terrorists looked down through glass, he said xyz
is dead (one of their jewish terrorist brother). So they all gathered
around the glass up stairs to see what was going on.
As Mahmud Kurchu had promised look if you live, I won?t harm you was
wrong. These people do not respect any promises or values, they only
respect things that suite their demand. He started yelling again I will
kill you, jump off, if this man wanted the proof from God he just had it
but no it is not about that. He only wanted to take my life because I
was a child of slaves, the undocumented slaves. Some of those guys said
jump off you ^%&# this and that. Mahmud Kurchu came close to stairs he
probably would have pushed me out of broken glass anyway. Then the
second guy who had punched me really really hard (so hard that blood
started coming out of my mouth) was actually guarding one level down, he
probably saw all that through glass too, he started running towards me
from stairs below, he took out his gun, he probably would have killed me
too, considering the way he punched me. I did not want