God And Satan In Bentonville

God and Satan in BentonvilleThank You, Mr. Sam It i s a little past midnight in Bentonville, Arkansas, and Alice is on her knees on a cold linoleum floor, feverishly moving bottles of Woolite from a stack of cartons to a perforated steel shelf. The air is redolent of cotton candy and popcorn, and even in the dead of night Wal-Mart's flagship store is as busy as a carnival midway. Here on Walton Boulevard, out by the interstate, the 178,000-square-foot store is crowded with families, pale as chee...