Ranting About Advertisements

If I were God-Emperor the very first thing I would outlaw all television, newspaper, movie, radio, email, and mail advertising. Yes I realize this would mean an end of most television and radio. And I am also aware that it would cause severe problems for magazines and newspapers. I think that this corporate propagandizing is so bad for society that it might accurately be described as evil, a word I do not use lightly in this context.

It might be acceptable for companies to advertise if they were restricted to using realistic images. For example not being allowed to use thin glue instead of actual milk to make it look better on camera. No airbrushing and only being allowed to use people who actually use the product as directed to look like that.

The trouble I see with that is that it would be so complex to regulate and litigate that is might take as many people as takes to run the whole of the US Army. And the whole game is a zero sum thing for consumers. It isn't as if advertising costs aren't passed on to consumers generally inflating the price of nearly everything. Money that might (or might not if I'm completely wrong as is not uncommon) be spent on making products work better, improve looks, or just cost less.

Perhaps all companies, large or small, would be limited to the same small budget. I'm not sure. Perhaps if I could get advisors to help me decide if I actually had this power. But in any case I regard advertising as being very, very bad indeed for society.

Dream Log: A Hotel Stay

I was a vampire. So naturally I had to go stay in a hotel lest I be caught and staked. Apparently I was there with massive amounts of clothing so I would appear to have been still very much myself. I'd go out walking around the hushed hallways of the hotel with their thick blue-grey carpet trying to avoid this other character. He was some sort of detective trying to first find me and secondly to figure out if I was or was not a vampire. This became very difficult because one of the concierge/manager type who was supposedly my friend was playing silly bugger type games letting this detective into my room

( And on the dreams go for a lot more words )

And then it was morning and I was awake.

A Moment of Humility

Whenever I'm feeling contemptuous of other people and getting angry about the things they believe I need to remind myself of one undeniable fact. I'm a talking monkey, and so are they.

And now that I've had a moment of sanity back to normal.