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This whole manufactured furore over Cocaine Cola's Superb Owl ad is getting on my wick. I'm not suggesting that they actually paid Twitteracists to spew abuse on command; they knew they didn't have to. At this point their attention-whoring hate waves are so predictable that it was enough to wave some red-dyed meat in front of them. After that, the media predictably swoops in to serve up their turds with falsepious handwringing commentary as clickbait for all Right Thinking People to share on Fakebook so they can proudly proclaim what Good Liberals they are. The end result is that a hackneyed advertisement by a union-busting polluting Putin-patsy is getting far more exposure than it ever would have on its merits and generating warm brand fuzzies among the very same do-gooders who last week were seeking its hide for giving schoolchildren diabetes.
I know, I know: welcome to the way we do business today. If you don't like it, sign off social media and go find a vacant lot where you can show street urchins how to grow their own flaxseed for smoothies. Sigh. Isn't it enough that I keep stuffing my dollars into the pockets of global corporate predators? Why aren't they satisfied until I'm out there whoring for them as well?
I know, I know: welcome to the way we do business today. If you don't like it, sign off social media and go find a vacant lot where you can show street urchins how to grow their own flaxseed for smoothies. Sigh. Isn't it enough that I keep stuffing my dollars into the pockets of global corporate predators? Why aren't they satisfied until I'm out there whoring for them as well?