Great links to important films and stories. This has been going on for decades and decades but seems to be just now getting attention from a new generation. That is a good thing.
For decades I have been telling people about this shredding practice. Few ever believed me. It sounded too far fetched.
Back in the mid 1970s, I was a part time worker one summer for well known (at the time) group similar to the Salvation Army that claimed to benefit American Veterans. They would go to neighborhoods and put out flyers letting folks know they would be around on a specific future date to pick up bags of used clothing for "the vets". The flyer gave the distinct impression that all clothing would be going to needy veterans and families of vets. After working there for a few weeks, I discovered that the clothing was not going to any needy person at all. It was being sold directly to the rag trade in New York, for pennies on the pound, who would then export it to some 3rd world country where most of it would be shredded for mattress filler, cheap blankets, etc. I was shocked!!!
It was really sad to open the bags after fetching them from porches in the early mornings. Some had lovely notes attached, like "this was my husband's best winter coat and I hope it keep someone warm". Some had notes with stories about the people who owned the clothing. Or notes telling how they had washed and ironed, or dry cleaned everything, hoping it would be acceptable. Much of the clothing was finest quality, fabulous tailored suits, gowns, evening dresses, cashmere coats, etc. A LOT of it was vintage. And being sold for 1 penny a piece. It was heart breaking.
I then decided to SAVE a lot of great vintage clothing. I struck a deal with them and I was allowed to pick through the clothing in lieu of cash payment for my work. They could care less about old clothing having any value other than its weight. I took piles and piles to my back yard and picked through. I was already very heavy into vintage back then so it was a good deal for me. Can you imagine opening a large bag of vintage 1920s and 1930s lingerie, never worn and with tags still attached? 1940s evening gowns in perfect shape? Tons of great shoes and handbags too. That was a typical day's haul. I finally quit the job after only a few weeks, I felt the practice was upsetting to me for obvious reasons.
The clincher was one morning I went to a door to gather 3 large bags of clothing left in the front of the home. An elderly gentleman came out and offered me some water and told me the story of the clothing. His wife had died a few years before and he could not bring himself to give away her clothing. He told me of her great style and how she had clothing custom made in NY or bought only the best labels. He glowed as he spoke of her clothing and her grace and beauty. He hope the bags of her clothing would bring joy and beauty to a new woman's life. It broke my heart. Of course, I did save every piece of her beautiful clothing and still have some today. Can you imagine it all getting shredded for rags? I still cry when I think of his face. I could not bear to tell him, and vowed to quit the job and do something about this unethical "charity". Yes, they did give a percentage of the profits to veterans, but after costs and "expenses" and salaries to the owners, it was pennies on the trunk load.
I then personally set out to have my community ban these types of collections. People were shocked to find the practice of shredding good clothing was going on all over thew country. It worked and we never had these folks come back. In the late 1990s they tried it again in my town under a new name, and we had had that stopped as well. Grrr!!!!
So when I see this video I want to scream so everyone who puts out bags of clothing to some of these charities knows that it often just gets shredded and not every worn by any human. Not to mention the horrid conditions of some of the workers in these countries.
I know some charities now pick through the clothing for vintage, or some dealers secure the exclusive rights to be the first to pick through. Back then no one cared about vintage clothing very much.
OK, off my soap box. And yes, I feel grateful to have the life style that I do.