Sunday, November 21, 2010

What are we trying to say here?

thank you YouTube for allowing me to share this video

Ok, Have you seen this commercial? It is advertising a new fancy car that I am sure is wonderful and dependable and will get 35 miles to the gallon. It will make your life a bit more simple with its stylish design and modern day options.

But it makes me mad.. not the product, but how it is presented. The kid is cute. I will say that, but whoever wrote the scrip was not so cute. Hi, were the dork family.. Really!

Have we come to such a society where even small children demand a very fancy car? Will they feel ashamed when their mothers come and pick them up in a Griswald mini-van. I hope not! How many mothers actually pick up their children now days.

What bugs me is that we, as a consumeristic society, are luring our children in a deeper trap of instant, feel good, look good right now, is all that matters. Where family sing-alongs are viewed as lame. My heart aches by the sound of this. I don't have children, nor will I be the first to say what is best for ones family. But I will say that when I was a child we didn't have much, and that was fine. I remember my dad having an old El Camino and now I have such a soft spot in my heart for such a unique looking car. What will this new generation cherish when they look back on their childhood?

I guess all I am really trying to say is this commercial saddens me, for where are we going in todays modern world. I am not sure I like how "things" will establish people as more awesome. How if something is old we must rush out and trade it in for new.. and well mostly I wanted to use the power of the interweb to voice my unworthy opinion of how this product makes me feel. Forgive me for my rant, but well you get my idea.

1 comment:

  1. I haven't read your blog in a while (mostly because you've recently been posting a lot more and I didn't know I needed to read it more to keep up, yay!) but I love this post and the Nativity related posts. Sorry about your heat, ours is old junk, too, so I feel your pain. I feel lonely in the winter here, and I think half of it is the missing snow...it's just a little bleak.
    Love ya. Please don't leave, we need you for the unofficial Hoosier club.

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