This is 100% against the American way and the reason I will NEVER again purchase a Gillette product.
Finding a whole family hanging out in the razor blade aisle is the equivalent today of hearing how your grandparents walked six miles through snow to get to school. Now it's Dad telling the young how, once, when he was very young, razor blades were practically given away for a buck or so. He recalls when five dollars bought a years supply of shaving necessities, they lasted longer and no one had heard of putting five, six, seven blades on one shaving cartridge. He points out that, "We were men, then. One edge did it for us. No handle shaped for better holding, just a solid piece of steel that swirled open to insert the guillotine and then closed it. Men wore boxers and t shirts and didn't worry about five o'clock shadow on their heads. Yes, sir, those were awesome times. Dad sheds a tear as he spots a five pack that requires a credit application to buy, but he has his dreams, yes sir, he shore 'nuf does. He looks to the spirit in the sky, thankful for his memory and his family draws close to comfort him.