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Fri Jan 27, 2012 2:00:15 am
For those of you who don't regularly listen to This American Life, I have an episode that you should give a go. This is from January 6th, I believe. Here's the link to it. I've just copied the summary from the website below, so you know what it's about
Mike Daisey performs an excerpt that was adapted for radio from his one-man show "The Agony and the Ecstasy of Steve Jobs." A lifelong Apple superfan, Daisey sees some photos online from the inside of a factory that makes iPhones, starts to wonder about the people working there, and flies to China to meet them.
You could probably find the full-length version of the guy's monologue, but this is better, because in the second half of the show, they analyze how accurate his depiction is, with varying viewpoints.
Anyway, I just really liked this one.

Fri Jan 27, 2012 2:08:58 am
Oh, thank you!

Fri Jan 27, 2012 2:19:49 am
Is this in any way related to the woman who was driven?

Fri Jan 27, 2012 2:36:53 am
re: comment#2

Fri Jan 27, 2012 2:40:47 am
re: comment#2
Anyway, I felt awkward about the whole thing for some reason.
And your comment just reminded me of it.
And I also feel awkward for feeling awkward about it.

Fri Jan 27, 2012 3:19:52 am
re: comment#4
Anyway, I felt awkward about the whole thing for some reason.
And your comment just reminded me of it.
And I also feel awkward for feeling awkward about it.

Fri Jan 27, 2012 3:53:54 am
I'm at 32 minutes.
And I'm happy I don't have any apple products.
Dammit...my shuffle.

Fri Jan 27, 2012 3:57:20 am
re: comment#6
And I'm happy I don't have any apple products.
Dammit...my shuffle.
Sometimes (okay, often) I fantasize about giving it all away and spending the rest of my life wearing, eating, sleeping on, and writing on, nothing but banana leaves.

Fri Jan 27, 2012 3:58:35 am
re: comment#7
Sometimes (okay, often) I fantasize about giving it all away and spending the rest of my life wearing, eating, sleeping on, and writing on, nothing but banana leaves.

Fri Jan 27, 2012 3:58:45 am
re: comment#6
And I'm happy I don't have any apple products.
Dammit...my shuffle.
Anyway, the story presented here only made me feel marginally better about my choice, because I immediately realized that just about everything else I own was probably made under the same conditions.

Fri Jan 27, 2012 3:59:27 am
re: comment#9
Anyway, the story presented here only made me feel marginally better about my choice, because I immediately realized that just about everything else I own was probably made under the same conditions.

Fri Jan 27, 2012 4:00:59 am
re: comment#7
Sometimes (okay, often) I fantasize about giving it all away and spending the rest of my life wearing, eating, sleeping on, and writing on, nothing but banana leaves.

Fri Jan 27, 2012 4:05:07 am
re: comment#9
Anyway, the story presented here only made me feel marginally better about my choice, because I immediately realized that just about everything else I own was probably made under the same conditions.
"Apple is not the only electronics company doing business within a troubling supply system. Bleak working conditions have been documented at factories manufacturing products for Dell, Hewlett-Packard, I.B.M., Lenovo, Motorola, Nokia, Sony, Toshiba and others."
There's very little we can purchase that was produced overseas for American consumption that we can also feel good about. :/

Fri Jan 27, 2012 4:06:47 am
agrees with: comment#12
"Apple is not the only electronics company doing business within a troubling supply system. Bleak working conditions have been documented at factories manufacturing products for Dell, Hewlett-Packard, I.B.M., Lenovo, Motorola, Nokia, Sony, Toshiba and others."
There's very little we can purchase that was produced overseas for American consumption that we can also feel good about. :/

Fri Jan 27, 2012 4:09:13 am
To anyone who wants to explore this topic further, I recommend "Cheap: The High Cost of Discount Culture." Fascinating, frightening, and infuriating all at once. I know there are also some similar documentaries.






