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Spike's Bitches 46: Don't I get a cookie?  

[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.


JZ - Feb 07, 2011 2:10:27 pm PST #15106 of 30000
See? I gave everybody here an opportunity to tell me what a bad person I am and nobody did, because I fuckin' rule.

Ha ha, indeed!

I was seriously boggled that Liz Hurley signed on to it. I mean, granted, she's not famous because she's a Rhodes scholar, but she never struck me as conspicuously dumb; but that ad was just so... so... I can't imagine reading the script for it and thinking anything but, "My God, this is such a terrible idea that I think a little bit of my soul just died reading it."

I think I'd better not even look at the Hutton ad. It'll just depress me, won't it?


smonster - Feb 07, 2011 2:14:54 pm PST #15107 of 30000
We won’t stop until everyone is gay.

Oh, dear. I reckon I'll have to go watch some commercials.

So, it got worse at work after I last posted. Remember my coworker got fired a few weeks ago? His replacement just got fired today. Churn and burn, baby. Supposedly for not performing to standards, but really because she disagreed with her boss and her boss was belittling her and she filed a complaint. Just talked to her and honestly she's just relieved.

I have a headache and I can't trust anyone at my job, not even my friend who recommended me because she has a big mouth. I don't want to go back tomorrow. I don't do well with vicious office politics. I don't do well with biting my tongue and sucking up and keeping my head down. I need to be supported, dammit, so I can do my job. And I've gotten that support so far, but they keep firing the people who support me!

Really, the worst of corporate and non-profit worlds.

::sigh::


amych - Feb 07, 2011 2:16:01 pm PST #15108 of 30000
Now let us crush something soft and watch it fountain blood. That is a girlish thing to want to do, yes?

It'll just depress me, won't it?

Yes.

Groupon has about 90% lost me anyway with how massively downhill the offers have gone around here -- the vast, vast, vast majority of the time they're offering me weight-loss scams I'd have to drive 45 minutes to get -- but they always have something awesome just in time to save our relationship. This time, they've outright pissed me off instead of just making me think they just don't get or give a shit about the tastes of people like me.


Scrappy - Feb 07, 2011 2:16:33 pm PST #15109 of 30000
Life moves pretty fast. You don't stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.

See, I saw the ad as an indictment of shallow celebrity co-opting of real world causes for shallow reasons. The jump from cliche stock footage to in-your-face self-satisfied Hutton totally worked for me. I didn't think they were mocking Tibet or charity, but celebrities who use Tibet (or any other cause) to look good.


Polter-Cow - Feb 07, 2011 2:20:38 pm PST #15110 of 30000
What else besides ramen can you scoop? YOU CAN SCOOP THIS WORLD FROM DARKNESS!

Scrappy, that seemed to be the stated intent, but I think they needed to be a little more over-the-top for it to come off as funny satire instead of tasteless horribleness.

And I will note that I am rarely offended by things, but that ad made me think twice about signing up for Groupon.


JZ - Feb 07, 2011 2:23:08 pm PST #15111 of 30000
See? I gave everybody here an opportunity to tell me what a bad person I am and nobody did, because I fuckin' rule.

I got what their intent was, but for some reason it completely didn't work for me. One too many levels of irony, or one too few, or something. I knew what they meant, but the delivery was painfully off (for me, anyway). I'd need to go back and rewatch to see what tripped my ugh button instead of the ah! one, but I'm disinclined to do so just right now.


Cass - Feb 07, 2011 2:23:36 pm PST #15112 of 30000
Bob's learned to live with tragedy, but he knows that this tragedy is one that won't ever leave him or get better.

I'm actually with Scrappy on this one.

Reminds me a conversation I was having last night with a friend who has started going to church and wants to go on a mission to help people now. Hasn't read the bible, doesn't know what the church even advocates, but likes the idea of going for a week or two to someplace nice and helping out. It's not anything but a vacation you can feel smug about to me. Wrapped in feeling superior.


amych - Feb 07, 2011 2:42:42 pm PST #15113 of 30000
Now let us crush something soft and watch it fountain blood. That is a girlish thing to want to do, yes?

Like JZ, I got what the intention was supposed to be -- it just felt to me like one of those cases where the intention massively fails because some trusted friend didn't stop them and say, "dude, wtf? don't do that!"

It's not helping either my "eww" or my embarrassment squick that Groupon's defense is pretty much "well we thought it was funny", while the restaurant owners (who didn't see it until it aired) are now worried that they'll lose business over it. (quoted here: [link] )


beekaytee - Feb 07, 2011 3:01:34 pm PST #15114 of 30000
Compassionately intolerant

I understand wanting to skewer fake sincerity. Actors who co-op causes to either elevate or disguise themselves.

Tell me all about it.

At the point where I set my feet on a 9 month journey to walk my feet to the bone to raise awareness about an issue that I honestly believe means life or death for millions of people, Robert fucking Blake did his best to make it about himself.

Thank God he failed miserably, but if he made a commercial that started out with a nuclear mushroom cloud and turned into him hawking a coupon...'who cares about disarmament, let's save money on fireworks!' I don't know. Not only would I feel shit upon, but I might have to hunt him down.

Yeah. I get making fun of people who care about things in life...it just makes me sad.


smonster - Feb 07, 2011 3:29:38 pm PST #15115 of 30000
We won’t stop until everyone is gay.

Toasted baguette with butter, water, ibuprofen and a wee bit of valium. Dinner of champions.