Truly all unknowing jonsgirl has provided us with yet another example of her abiding naughtiness: racism.
Yes, racism.
Honestly, do you think those Inuit (Eskimo means "Raw Fish Eater" in one or another of the Athabascan languages - no shit.) would not have the competance to understand that they were being exploited if the were, in fact, being exploited?
(They aren't. What could be more welcome in the shrieking storms of the Arctic Winter night than a job at wich you could work hard enough to buld up a sweat? You say sweatshop like it was a bad thing. In such boreal climes, it's practically a health spa.)
You have denigrated my employees, my friends, and the entire way of life of the Walrus Hide Trouser makers. Indeed, to have ones tender parts encased in thick, warm, sweaty, fragrant Walrus Skin is to be the companion of the Arctic Wind and the friend of chill waters.
Denigrate the manufacturers of such needful products at your peril, mi'lady, my evil lady.
(That was fun!
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