So, it's been a week of late nights, what with rehearsals and such, and I've been seeing a lot more late night TV than I am used to. The routine the last few days has been to enter apartment, empty bladder, open beer and sit with a weary sigh to watch South Park on the local UPN affiliate - yeah, we still don't have cable.
What starts to get really interesting on small "networks" (like UPN or WB) after 11pm is the commercials they toss out for the late night demographics. I guess they've always been there, but the more that I wean myself from the demon TV, the more transparent things become.
There are the obligatory party line commercials, where some model type assures us in psuedo-porn tones that there are ladies just like her in great numbers, reminiscent of the once mighty and thundering herds of buffalo, just sitting around and waiting for our call. Yes, that's right, thundering herds of soon to be amateur porn stars, pretty - if your idea of pretty is vapid and brainless and being told what pretty is, just cold chillin' and dying to talk to you. You!
Last night I was treated to a double shot of spots for an "herbal male enhancement" pill. The clever imagery included a man who had used the product with an unending smile and his wife smiling as well, as she was now apparently sexually satisfied for the first time in her married life. When said man's swimming trunks accidentally come off, the neighbor ladies looked on with dick-hungry smiles, the men with dour and jealous frowns. Oh yeah, there was also the envious neighbor watering his garden with a hose, that stopped spraying and went limp when product man walked by.
Subtle.
So what I gather from this is that lonely, small-dicked men apparently watch a lot of television late at night. I guess every marginalized section of society needs its chance to be abused by advertisers.
Song Stuck In My Head Right Now: Re-Make/Re-Model by Roxy Music
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9 comments:
eons ago when i had teenage insomnia they used to just run old movies and chia pet commercials.
ah, the old days.
Ch-ch-ch-ch-Chia!
Fortunately, thanks to the magic of TiVo, I never have to watch an infomercial again (unless of course I want to). This is not an ad, just the truth.
kc - you're so up on current stuff. SO 2006!
I do remember a lot of stoney, insomnia evenings in college watching Ron Popeil hawk food dehydrators and sprayable hair late at night.
But then I would also watch Eraserhead on a lot of stoney and insomniatic evenings, which might explain some of my personality tics.
Song Stuck In My Head Right Now:
Herbal Supplement Whistle Theme Song
Seriously, TiVo will change your life.
i can barely handle on-demand cable. i've seen tivo; it's mind-boggling.
Yes, true. Adopting TiVo means rethinking how you use and interact with the television. But in this instance, change is definately, quite a good thing.
allow me to translate
"NERD NERD NERD...NERD NERD"
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