Replace the Stonehenge with something useful like a Dollar General


Replace the Stonehenge with something useful like a Dollar General
The Issue
Enough is enough. It's 2025 — why are we still glorifying a bunch of mysterious old rocks that don’t even have a decent parking lot? It’s time we bring real, tangible progress to Salisbury Plain. We propose tearing down Stonehenge and replacing it with something the people actually need: a 24-hour Dollar General.
No one really knows what Stonehenge was for. Ancient calendar? Alien landing pad? Druidic summer party venue? Who cares. What we do know is that it doesn’t sell $1 snacks, $3 laundry detergent, or inexplicably cheap lamps and cat litter.
Think of the possibilities:
Tourists could still show up by the busload, but instead of standing in the rain looking at lichen-covered boulders, they could browse a $5 bin of patriotic flip-flops and off-brand batteries.
Need a can of soup, a candle shaped like a gnome, and a 6-foot inflatable flamingo — all at 2 a.m.? The Stonehenge Dollar General has you covered.
Imagine drone footage of Salisbury Plain — not a sad ring of prehistoric rocks, but a glowing beacon of consumer convenience surrounded by a sea of asphalt and savings.
Also, let’s talk economic development. How many jobs has Stonehenge provided lately? Zero. But a Dollar General? We’re talking assistant managers, shelf stockers, possibly even someone to guard the seasonal aisle during Halloween.
And spiritually, isn’t it time we honored the real deities of modern life — Convenience, Low Prices, and Air Conditioning? Can Stonehenge offer a personal pepperoni pizza and a mop for $8.47 total? No? Then it’s useless. And oh, name one time the Stonehenge kept you cool in July. Go ahead, we’ll wait.
Let’s quit worshipping the past and start shopping in the future. How can we claim to be a forward-thinking species when we keep protecting big dumb stones like they’re sacred? You know what’s sacred? A 32 oz. bottle of off-brand soda for $1.25 and the freedom to buy school supplies next to the antifreeze.
We understand this may ruffle some feathers in the archeology and history communities. To which we say: relax. We’ll keep a few stones out back near the dumpsters for photo ops and rituals, or maybe repurpose them into benches for the garden section.
THIS is what the people need:
- Aisles of frozen burritos and inexplicably flammable home décor.
- American-made plastic flags, available year-round.
- A parking lot big enough for a monster truck rally and a tailgate for the 4th of July, even if it’s in England.
- A place where you can buy shampoo, a plunger, beef jerky, and a “Live Laugh Love” sign in a single transaction.
- Holiday-themed oven mitts and $4 lawn chairs in February.
- Camo Pajamas. Enough said.
- 9:52 pm panic-buying toothpaste and a super cool and totally not annoyingly flashy lighter.
Stonehenge doesn’t have snacks. Doesn’t have dog toys. Doesn’t have lightbulbs, off-brand cereal, half melted ice cream, rat traps, Tracfones, or a million of similar looking phone chargers for the same price. It doesn’t even have a checkout line where the cashier gives you life advice and a receipt 2 feet too long. You want to keep the rocks?? Fine whatever. Put them in aisle 9 between the dish soap and seasonal Christmas decorations.
You want to honor the past? That’s fine too. But we want to honor value, convenience, and the random beauty of buying bug spray, licorice, and a shower curtain for under $10. You think buying a tiny plastic replica of a rock for £12.99 is “culture”? No — that’s highway robbery in a gift shop. We want $1 glowsticks and discounted pool noodles!!
No more standing in the rain staring at moss-covered granite, wondering what it means… You’ll be too busy impulse-buying American flag socks and beef-flavored dog treats!!
Now picture this: The sun sets over Salisbury Plain. Instead of casting shadows through broken slabs of druid stone, it reflects off gleaming glass doors and illuminates an “OPEN” sign that never dies. Inside? The hum of fluorescent lights. The soft rustle of plastic packaging. The smell of cinnamon air freshener next to motor oil. It’s beautiful. It’s American. It’s Dollar General.
Join us in making history make sense. Let’s retire the rocks and usher in the age of convenience.
- The CHRRE (Committee for Historical Reallocation & Retail Excellence)
#DemolishTheDruids #ProgressOverPebbles #DollarGeneralHenge #DealsNotDruids #RollbackTheRocks
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The Issue
Enough is enough. It's 2025 — why are we still glorifying a bunch of mysterious old rocks that don’t even have a decent parking lot? It’s time we bring real, tangible progress to Salisbury Plain. We propose tearing down Stonehenge and replacing it with something the people actually need: a 24-hour Dollar General.
No one really knows what Stonehenge was for. Ancient calendar? Alien landing pad? Druidic summer party venue? Who cares. What we do know is that it doesn’t sell $1 snacks, $3 laundry detergent, or inexplicably cheap lamps and cat litter.
Think of the possibilities:
Tourists could still show up by the busload, but instead of standing in the rain looking at lichen-covered boulders, they could browse a $5 bin of patriotic flip-flops and off-brand batteries.
Need a can of soup, a candle shaped like a gnome, and a 6-foot inflatable flamingo — all at 2 a.m.? The Stonehenge Dollar General has you covered.
Imagine drone footage of Salisbury Plain — not a sad ring of prehistoric rocks, but a glowing beacon of consumer convenience surrounded by a sea of asphalt and savings.
Also, let’s talk economic development. How many jobs has Stonehenge provided lately? Zero. But a Dollar General? We’re talking assistant managers, shelf stockers, possibly even someone to guard the seasonal aisle during Halloween.
And spiritually, isn’t it time we honored the real deities of modern life — Convenience, Low Prices, and Air Conditioning? Can Stonehenge offer a personal pepperoni pizza and a mop for $8.47 total? No? Then it’s useless. And oh, name one time the Stonehenge kept you cool in July. Go ahead, we’ll wait.
Let’s quit worshipping the past and start shopping in the future. How can we claim to be a forward-thinking species when we keep protecting big dumb stones like they’re sacred? You know what’s sacred? A 32 oz. bottle of off-brand soda for $1.25 and the freedom to buy school supplies next to the antifreeze.
We understand this may ruffle some feathers in the archeology and history communities. To which we say: relax. We’ll keep a few stones out back near the dumpsters for photo ops and rituals, or maybe repurpose them into benches for the garden section.
THIS is what the people need:
- Aisles of frozen burritos and inexplicably flammable home décor.
- American-made plastic flags, available year-round.
- A parking lot big enough for a monster truck rally and a tailgate for the 4th of July, even if it’s in England.
- A place where you can buy shampoo, a plunger, beef jerky, and a “Live Laugh Love” sign in a single transaction.
- Holiday-themed oven mitts and $4 lawn chairs in February.
- Camo Pajamas. Enough said.
- 9:52 pm panic-buying toothpaste and a super cool and totally not annoyingly flashy lighter.
Stonehenge doesn’t have snacks. Doesn’t have dog toys. Doesn’t have lightbulbs, off-brand cereal, half melted ice cream, rat traps, Tracfones, or a million of similar looking phone chargers for the same price. It doesn’t even have a checkout line where the cashier gives you life advice and a receipt 2 feet too long. You want to keep the rocks?? Fine whatever. Put them in aisle 9 between the dish soap and seasonal Christmas decorations.
You want to honor the past? That’s fine too. But we want to honor value, convenience, and the random beauty of buying bug spray, licorice, and a shower curtain for under $10. You think buying a tiny plastic replica of a rock for £12.99 is “culture”? No — that’s highway robbery in a gift shop. We want $1 glowsticks and discounted pool noodles!!
No more standing in the rain staring at moss-covered granite, wondering what it means… You’ll be too busy impulse-buying American flag socks and beef-flavored dog treats!!
Now picture this: The sun sets over Salisbury Plain. Instead of casting shadows through broken slabs of druid stone, it reflects off gleaming glass doors and illuminates an “OPEN” sign that never dies. Inside? The hum of fluorescent lights. The soft rustle of plastic packaging. The smell of cinnamon air freshener next to motor oil. It’s beautiful. It’s American. It’s Dollar General.
Join us in making history make sense. Let’s retire the rocks and usher in the age of convenience.
- The CHRRE (Committee for Historical Reallocation & Retail Excellence)
#DemolishTheDruids #ProgressOverPebbles #DollarGeneralHenge #DealsNotDruids #RollbackTheRocks
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The Decision Makers
Petition created on December 21, 2022
