No, really, I don't want to know.
Brian Doherty annoys me.
Specifically, this article of his.
Brian's wonderful comment, "I don't understand why so many people get so upset at being marketed to," really shows just how removed from reality advertisers are.
Personally, I like Bill Hicks's take on it.
Seriously, I would pay money for a device, widget or service which completely, totally, utterly blocked all advertising from getting anywhere near any of my senses.
No, I'm not talking about offering to put me in a rubber room, but thanks for the thought. Still, wouldn't it be great if you simply could not perceive advertising at all?
TV shows would be over in half the time. Newspapers would be 3/4 empty. Telephone hold signals at large corporations would just be music, informational messages, or blessed silence. You wouldn't need to spend huge amounts of time or anger wading through your email inbox or physical mailbox. Movies wouldn't start 20 minutes late. Urban surfaces, whether moving or fixed, wouldn't be covered in flashing, distracting, eye-wrenching attempts to grub around in your wallet.
You'd never have to hear about upcoming TV shows and movies you'll never watch, products you'd never buy and services you'd never touch with a ten foot pole.
All this could be replaced by the much more interesting service of request-based advertising. Want to know who makes or sells something you're looking at or listening to? You can call up a list of local manufacturers, providers or distributors. Want to see their catalogue? It's there in your head. Want to know who else makes similar things? Zap, there ya go.
But spare me from being hammered on, all day every day, by the screaming, yammering gibbons of advertising.
Specifically, this article of his.
Brian's wonderful comment, "I don't understand why so many people get so upset at being marketed to," really shows just how removed from reality advertisers are.
Personally, I like Bill Hicks's take on it.
Seriously, I would pay money for a device, widget or service which completely, totally, utterly blocked all advertising from getting anywhere near any of my senses.
No, I'm not talking about offering to put me in a rubber room, but thanks for the thought. Still, wouldn't it be great if you simply could not perceive advertising at all?
TV shows would be over in half the time. Newspapers would be 3/4 empty. Telephone hold signals at large corporations would just be music, informational messages, or blessed silence. You wouldn't need to spend huge amounts of time or anger wading through your email inbox or physical mailbox. Movies wouldn't start 20 minutes late. Urban surfaces, whether moving or fixed, wouldn't be covered in flashing, distracting, eye-wrenching attempts to grub around in your wallet.
You'd never have to hear about upcoming TV shows and movies you'll never watch, products you'd never buy and services you'd never touch with a ten foot pole.
All this could be replaced by the much more interesting service of request-based advertising. Want to know who makes or sells something you're looking at or listening to? You can call up a list of local manufacturers, providers or distributors. Want to see their catalogue? It's there in your head. Want to know who else makes similar things? Zap, there ya go.
But spare me from being hammered on, all day every day, by the screaming, yammering gibbons of advertising.