December 20, 2011
The week before Christmas and most everyone in Adland has one foot out the door. Our communications ignore the present, opting to relive the past or predict the future. We get lists and final thoughts. Predictions and projections. Things get pretty random and Twitter-like. It is like a box of chocolates… Oh fuck it, here’s mine:
The holiday advertising for Lexus invokes all of the 7 Deadly Sins: wrath, greed, sloth, pride, lust, envy, and gluttony.
I am not sure why but I found the Occupy movement almost as irritating as reality TV.
Santa knows how to rock a beard. You don’t.
Women should not call other women “dude.”
It may have worked for MacGyver but fear is seldom a catalyst for creativity.
Relentless transparency. You heard it here first.
The most egregious holiday advertising cliché is reworking Christmas carols into jingles.
Smart phones are terrific but wear a watch.
For every Tim Tebow there’s a Charlie Sheen.
I cannot imagine any one of the Republican candidates prevailing in the Presidential election, partly because of what happens when I do imagine any one of them prevailing.
For every CP&B a Mcgarrybowen.
Given the never-ending debate on God, how come no one ever debates the equally abstract, faith driven concept of Love?
Losing feels worse than winning feels good.
The Simpson’s TV show is like pizza. Even when it’s bad it’s still pretty good.
If advertising as we know it is dying, here’s hoping the undead version will be stronger than ever…
Speaking of the undead, this will not be my last post of the year. What else am I gonna do while everybody’s drinking?