2006-08-22 - 6:13 p.m.
Stupid commercials have really gotten on my nerves lately. I like to think that I'm immune to the effects of advertising, but we all know it's not true.
Tell me something is inexpensive and you've got my attention.
Tell me there's a new product on the market and you've got my attention.
Pretty much, that's it. If you're just trying to sell me Pepsi with a pop star who can shake her titties, give it up. That just annoys me.
If you're telling me that everyone else is eating/drinking/wearing/whatever your product and don't I want to be like everyone else, then kiss off. I DON'T want to be like everyone else.
If you're trying to tell me that your product is elite and only for those who don't want to be like everyone else, then you're just selling a different kind of conformity. Go away.
My latest irritants are a bank ad and a antacid.
Scene: young urban white guy is walking through the city streets. Everywhere are ATM's. At least a dozen to a block. He walks past them. He walks into a building foyer. The very large round room is literally lined with ATM's. As he stands in line behind another young urban white guy, the guy in front finishes, turns to walk away and says "Yeah, they're everywhere."
Ok, I understand the point. This particular bank has ATM's everywhere. Great. My question is this. Since no other ATM in the commercial is in use, including all the other ATM's in the large room, why the hell did this freak decide to stand in line at the only ATM in use? All the others broken? Checking out the other guys ass? Planning to mug him?
The other is not a particular commercial, but rather a trend in antacid commercials. Basically, they're saying that product X works in minutes while product Y can take up to four days to work.
Product X is an over the counter medicine designed to work quickly.
Product Y is a prescription medicine for the long term treatment of heartburn or, more likely, acid reflux disease.
These are two different products that work differently for different problems.
It's like saying "My Geo Metro gets better gas milage than you Porsche."
Big deal. The guy buying the Porsche doesn't give a damn about gas milage.
Ok. I'm done ranting for now.
Now if you'll excuse me, there's a dead horse I need to beat.![]()
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