Friday, June 23, 2006
anti-suicide bombing PSA
magellan posted an article from newsweek that opened with the following intro paragraph:
"Remember the egg, the frying pan and the message? "This is your brain," the ominous narrator told us before cracking an egg over the sizzling skillet. "This is your brain on drugs." Public service announcements have changed a lot since that foreboding culinary lesson. They now include exploding cars, flying Matrix-style stuntmen and exceedingly dire messages like "Don't Suicide Bomb." A new, American-made PSA aimed at discouraging these deadly attacks is currently in production. The ad is slated to air as a 60-second spot on Iraqi television this summer."
so just by itself that's a mock-worthy piece of news, and a bit ridiculous. but my comment was that the ludicrous and completely futile nature of this effort is the sort of thing that makes you start laughing until you reach hysteria and then end up in gut-wrenching sobs, collapsed into someone's lap, for no less than 45 minutes. and because this may or may not be something i've been having problems with lately, i thought i'd pull it into type. because the ease with which i descend into hysterical depressed freak-outs over world affairs is, in itself, starting to freak me out, and i wouldn't mind having a witness or two.
p.s. the dumbasses involved in this little plan for heroically convincing iraq's troubled youth to selflessly devote themselves to life apparently never saw 'heathers'. or if they did, they totally didn't fucking get it.
"Remember the egg, the frying pan and the message? "This is your brain," the ominous narrator told us before cracking an egg over the sizzling skillet. "This is your brain on drugs." Public service announcements have changed a lot since that foreboding culinary lesson. They now include exploding cars, flying Matrix-style stuntmen and exceedingly dire messages like "Don't Suicide Bomb." A new, American-made PSA aimed at discouraging these deadly attacks is currently in production. The ad is slated to air as a 60-second spot on Iraqi television this summer."
so just by itself that's a mock-worthy piece of news, and a bit ridiculous. but my comment was that the ludicrous and completely futile nature of this effort is the sort of thing that makes you start laughing until you reach hysteria and then end up in gut-wrenching sobs, collapsed into someone's lap, for no less than 45 minutes. and because this may or may not be something i've been having problems with lately, i thought i'd pull it into type. because the ease with which i descend into hysterical depressed freak-outs over world affairs is, in itself, starting to freak me out, and i wouldn't mind having a witness or two.
p.s. the dumbasses involved in this little plan for heroically convincing iraq's troubled youth to selflessly devote themselves to life apparently never saw 'heathers'. or if they did, they totally didn't fucking get it.