I was in Costco yesterday. They do things a bit differently; they pile books on tables, so that multiple stacks of a book are visible, and you can see several covers of the same book. I was looking over the books, when my eyes were brutally assaulted by at least eight or nine covers featuring psychotic attack harpy Ann Coulter and her latest stinking chunk of offal. That was unacceptable; there were children in the store, for goodness' sake. I took action; all of the books were face-down within seconds. backup brain