Choosing a David v. Goliath approach, but coming off more like a barking chihuahua looking for a dog fight with no other dog in sight, the company‚Äôs sole proprietor John Carlton states, “It really worries me when big business starts dictating ethics to artists and other creative voices. One of our poker shirts has an obscenity on it. And we’re simply not willing to sacrifice our first amendment rights, regardless of what sum of money we stand to make in return.”
Walmart doesn‚Äôt even sell Maxim or FHM and conceals magazines like Cosmo when their covers appeal too much to its customers‚Äô ‚Äòprurient‚Äô interests (that‚Äôs bible-speak for ‚Äúshowing skin‚Äù). So what makes this guy here think that Wal-Mart, or any brick-and-mortar retailer for that matter, would carry the shirt in question, which features the word that begins in an ‚ÄúF‚Äù and ends in ‚ÄúUCK‚Äù . . and no, I‚Äôm not talking about ‚ÄúFiretruck.‚Äù Sure, it‚Äôs a nice stab at drumming up some buzz for his company (hey, we‚Äôre writing about it here), and yes, Wal-Mart is the big bad evil retailer and shopping mecca of people I just can‚Äôt seem to relate to, but if it was me, I would have waited until I had some better designs to sell before making such a racket.
Like most merch guys trying to capitalize on the poker craze, all I see here is clich√©d mediocrity, and it‚Äôs unfortunate, because I want a good poker tee. But one that says Pocket Rockets and has Aces flying like, guess what, Rockets, ain‚Äôt gonna do.
So until they get it straight and lay off the cheese, I recommend laying off the poker themes and opting for the quality+hilarity designs over at our friends Busted Tees.
Oh, and one more thing, stay away from the kind of tee someone like Mrs. Marc Anthony may be caught wearing.