As anyone can tell you, at least those of us fortunate enough not to writhe under the boot of a halfassed cable outfit that does not offer AMC, people in advertising are really smart.
Exhibit A:
Charcuterie reimagined as a grotesque performance art of cruelty. And emo me no emos. This is bisecting yourself, revealing your internal garnish, not knicking your pinky with a jackknife and writing on your backpack with a Sharpie.
And exhibit b is a little bit different:
These are Arizona State fans, during last Saturday's Stanford game, communicating their confident anticipation of their matchup with the Georgia Bulldogs. Considering that Georgia is a better football team than Arizona State, the confidence might seem misplaced. But a) you know how kids are and b) the signs were furnished by Chick-Fil-A, headquartered in Atlanta, GA -- the same folks who bring you the creepy anthropomorphic cow advertisements. They do, actually have Chick-Fil-A out there -- I wasn't sure if they even had churches -- but it's hard not to see furnishing a bunch of kids enjoying a beatdown of a conference doormat with the means to advertise their own hubris as a move of maniacal, nay, Rovian, genius. Mark Richt, who seems to understand the psyche of the young men who play college football today better than anyone in the game, may well be behind this one. And I bet they sold a few sammiches to the unwitting Sun Devils, too.
Such a good reference for nay report.
Posted by: merchant account services | Thursday, 03 March 2011 at 12:41 AM