Addiction is work. 24-7. I manage mine by a weekly weigh-in and meeting. But, advertising is not so easy to manage.
There are studies that say we are exposed to over 5 thousand commercial messages a day. Five Thousand.
Every message that comes in to my sentient being these days, whether passively drivin’ to the store to pick-up some M&M’s I mean lettuce or aggressively flippin’ the channels or surfin’ the web registers in our brains. The result for me of all these messages? I think I’ve reached the point where all the messages sound like the background noise on this tape of a recent Weight Watcher meeting.
It’s animated but there’s no content. Nothing distinguishes one voice from the other. It sounds like a group, not an individual.
Hmmm. I think I am having some deep advertising thoughts on this first day of May. That, or else I am very, very cranky.
On the way back from the Green Mountain Chocolate Factory I mean Whole Foods, I saw a truck with “SLEEPY” on it.
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Maybe not all of the 5,000 messages are lost on me after all.
