I was watching television last night and didn’t mute the ads, but listened to what they were selling. I didn’t know I had so many problems. I don’t have enough credit cards, I need at least five new cars or trucks, and my sex life is a disaster. I need to see at least a dozen doctors to cure all the things that are wrong with me. I need to drink more, but not drive. I need to buy a closet full of clothing, and I need a vacation to someplace warm. There are whole bunch of new movies I need to go see that are the most spectacular, dazzling, and explosive of the year. In between the ads are the actual programs I wanted to watch.
Also, do the ads seem louder and brassier? If I’m watching a cable channel, I get special offers, two for one and free shipping. People are yelling at me to buy their product, products I absolutely can’t live without. Will all my troubles be cured with a new suit, a few pills, a new car, and a beer on a warm sunny beach? I don’t think so. I’d like to be on a warm beach listening to the quiet. No television, computer, or smart phone. But then I couldn’t find out all the problems I have. All I’d need would be enough food to eat and a comfortable bed. Now that’s something to dream about. Now all I need is for a million people to buy my book and I can “Just do it….”
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