Sunday, September 28, 2025 at 8:32 PM
  Television commercials have always been the guideposts to the zeitgeist of American culture, politics, and lifestyle, in my opinion. I don’t get to enjoy commercials as much as I used to be able to when I was younger. Why? Because the cable and streaming services know my age and have classified me as almost dead. Do you open your eyes when you wake up? Do you pee a lot? Are your fingers crooked? Do you fart silently? Do you nod? Do you sneeze or laugh or cry too much? Do you sweat? Are you afraid of the dark? We have the cure for you. Then they suggest medications with made-up names that are usually unpronounceable, unless you are in the medical field; and even some of my friends who are doctors don’t know what the hell these commercials are supposed to be the answer to! Wat a ting!
  I am a softie when it comes to commercials. My kids used to watch to see when I would break out in tears because of some heart-wrenching commercial, especially the Christmas ones. I still enjoy some commercials: Flo and her white apron, or the one where people are becoming their parents, interfering in other people’s lives. Those insurance commercials are hilarious, for the most part. As mentioned before, the Christmas commercials were the most heartwarming, tugged at my heartstrings. There was one with these three old ladies sitting on a park bench, watching young people and children sledding down a hill. These women looked so sad, seeing their lives slowly dwindling into irrelevance; that is, until one got on the phone and ordered sleds from Amazon. In the next shot, they are all sledding merrily downhill, with nary a care.
  Those commercials are supposed to be apolitical, but lately all that has changed. Now, in the reign of the Crimson King, everything is political. Amazon, Apple, Microsoft, newspapers and news organizations have sold their souls to the devil.
  They have caused me to harden my heart, like Pharaoh did during the plagues. I will never watch and enjoy those commercials with the same purity and innocence I once did. These corporations used to be discreet about their political affiliations so as not to offend their customers. Now they don’t care; they believe that they are too big to fail. They should check with Disney on that score. Government threatened, and Disney caved. The people spoke, and Disney suddenly realized who really called the shots; and it was not Red Clay Face; it is we, the customers!
  Big business, corporations, never bothered me before. I believe that I’m a capitalist, and that anyone who wants to get rich, good for them. But when businesses and colleges and news organizations bend to the will of any wannabe dictator, that is where the buck stops for me. Shows how spineless and insincere and mercenary some of them are, and I will try to avoid participating in their disgraceful actions by not supporting them. I still own an iPhone and iPad, and I love them; but in the future I will be more selective in my choices, maybe buy an abacus and use smoke signals to communicate. If you bend or cave to authoritarian regimes, I cannot support you or your wares. You don’t respect us, the consumers of your products.
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Glen
