the world of gayeTHATS NOT ENTERTAINMENT
June 21st 2008 03:44
Being a bit of an insomniac I often sit up through the night and try to find something decent on T.V. to pass the time. Up until one in the morning all is well, there are quite a few interesting shows on late at night. But then T.V.’s witching hour arrives and I sit with dread because I know it’s time for INFO-MERCIALS.!!
I want to know who was the inhumane advertising einstien that decided we needed half hour slots of people (ALIENS) who are so excited about vacuum cleaners and automatic dusters that they shout in decibels loud enough to break the sound barrier and writhe in their seats like they are sitting on something pleasurable.
Do you talk back to them ? I DO
Last night a young man appeared spouting the benefits of a weight loss program and ecstatic about how much his life had changed. Trouble was he had a face like the cover of a MAD magazine and I found myself yelling at him “ Yeah you lost a lot of weight, but your still UGLY!!!.
And then there is the middle aged he-man who walks around shopping centers promoting the benefits of that very masculine product Washing Powder. I just hate him, in fact if ever he walks up to me in a shopping center and launches into his happy little speech, I want to poke him in both eyes and then yell “There are more important thing in life than washing powder you boring little man like your EYESIGHT”
Of course then we all need to watch a half hour of beautiful women telling us that we could all look like them, if only we got rid of the big spot of pus in the middle of our faces with the zit solution they are promoting. Yeah right.
But the household products would have to be the worst. Shiny knives so sharp you can castrate a man with one lunge, vacuum cleaners so strong you don’t need to pay out good money to have a brazillian, just stand in front of your new super suction device and POOF, body hair gone !!!!! Feather dusters that spin around automatically while in use, they could be the perfect gift for that asthmatic you can’t stand.
Yes it’s true, I could just turn the television off, but in this day and age with I Pods, the internet and all the other entertainment products, who in the hell was the T.V. god who thought that taking us back to the fifties where housewives wore aprons and the most exciting thing in their lives was a Teflon frypan was considered entertainment.?
I want to know who was the inhumane advertising einstien that decided we needed half hour slots of people (ALIENS) who are so excited about vacuum cleaners and automatic dusters that they shout in decibels loud enough to break the sound barrier and writhe in their seats like they are sitting on something pleasurable.
Last night a young man appeared spouting the benefits of a weight loss program and ecstatic about how much his life had changed. Trouble was he had a face like the cover of a MAD magazine and I found myself yelling at him “ Yeah you lost a lot of weight, but your still UGLY!!!.
And then there is the middle aged he-man who walks around shopping centers promoting the benefits of that very masculine product Washing Powder. I just hate him, in fact if ever he walks up to me in a shopping center and launches into his happy little speech, I want to poke him in both eyes and then yell “There are more important thing in life than washing powder you boring little man like your EYESIGHT”
Of course then we all need to watch a half hour of beautiful women telling us that we could all look like them, if only we got rid of the big spot of pus in the middle of our faces with the zit solution they are promoting. Yeah right.
But the household products would have to be the worst. Shiny knives so sharp you can castrate a man with one lunge, vacuum cleaners so strong you don’t need to pay out good money to have a brazillian, just stand in front of your new super suction device and POOF, body hair gone !!!!! Feather dusters that spin around automatically while in use, they could be the perfect gift for that asthmatic you can’t stand.
Yes it’s true, I could just turn the television off, but in this day and age with I Pods, the internet and all the other entertainment products, who in the hell was the T.V. god who thought that taking us back to the fifties where housewives wore aprons and the most exciting thing in their lives was a Teflon frypan was considered entertainment.?
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