Ad nauseum
It was a lazy day that came my way , on a Sunday- the twitterati, facebookers and whatsappers had shut themselves out after the nocturnal ‘carniball’ over the Rio cup and my word feud friends had also vanished without a trace. Adding insult to injury was the lacklustre lunch , the monotony of the mundane was simply unbearable. And to make matters worse, I hit the button on the remote and the LCD crackled to life. After several inglorious minutes of channel hunting akin to scavengers rummaging the garbage, I settled on the match highlights – after all I had to keep up with the Joneses on the greatest show on the planet , at least to engage myself in conversation with the rest of the football frenzy household.
But the deluge of commercials before the Latin wizardry and tiki taka, took the wind out of my sails. What perfect timing to air the advertisement on toilet cleaning agents, here I was looking for some masala to pep up the food on the platter, but what I got was the nauseating looming visuals of the lady in white coat bending down to the deplorable level of touching the toilet basin to prove her point and do justice to the crores she was earning for endorsing the product. All I could do was take my eyes away and say “yuck” aloud which was grossly misunderstood for the food , by my loving critics!
I have seen shoes being hurled at prominent politicians, and this celebrated list includes our very own Chiddu saar, by frustrated citizens but it was sickening to see a man throwing his shoe at the hapless yet formidable insect , the cockroach ! The well aimed throw, putting many an Olympian to shame did find the target and creature flipped over. The people for ethical treatment to insects would have gone for the thrower’s throat for this dastardly act but for the humane act of the husband and wife duo who were trying to revive the creature by sprinkling drops of water on it. But the insect activists’ joy was short lived as the voice over in the commercial says “now how can the dead cockroach which had eaten the poison product kill other scores of its friends when they come in contact with it?” Genocide” cried the people , anyway the product is living upto its name ‘hit’!!
It was a lazy day that came my way , on a Sunday- the twitterati, facebookers and whatsappers had shut themselves out after the nocturnal ‘carniball’ over the Rio cup and my word feud friends had also vanished without a trace. Adding insult to injury was the lacklustre lunch , the monotony of the mundane was simply unbearable. And to make matters worse, I hit the button on the remote and the LCD crackled to life. After several inglorious minutes of channel hunting akin to scavengers rummaging the garbage, I settled on the match highlights – after all I had to keep up with the Joneses on the greatest show on the planet , at least to engage myself in conversation with the rest of the football frenzy household.
But the deluge of commercials before the Latin wizardry and tiki taka, took the wind out of my sails. What perfect timing to air the advertisement on toilet cleaning agents, here I was looking for some masala to pep up the food on the platter, but what I got was the nauseating looming visuals of the lady in white coat bending down to the deplorable level of touching the toilet basin to prove her point and do justice to the crores she was earning for endorsing the product. All I could do was take my eyes away and say “yuck” aloud which was grossly misunderstood for the food , by my loving critics!
I have seen shoes being hurled at prominent politicians, and this celebrated list includes our very own Chiddu saar, by frustrated citizens but it was sickening to see a man throwing his shoe at the hapless yet formidable insect , the cockroach ! The well aimed throw, putting many an Olympian to shame did find the target and creature flipped over. The people for ethical treatment to insects would have gone for the thrower’s throat for this dastardly act but for the humane act of the husband and wife duo who were trying to revive the creature by sprinkling drops of water on it. But the insect activists’ joy was short lived as the voice over in the commercial says “now how can the dead cockroach which had eaten the poison product kill other scores of its friends when they come in contact with it?” Genocide” cried the people , anyway the product is living upto its name ‘hit’!!
I am still trying to figure out the connection
between a chewing gum and the sequence of slides showing a ugly man
transforming into a toothless blond with a Lasith Malinga hairdo. If only my
eyes were “zip locked” instead of the mouth .....to avoid the trauma of
watching such a ludicrous ad!
Next in the line of repulsive ones, is the
plethora of commercials for deodorant
sprays , well this goes on to prove that the skunks pervading our planet is
only directly proportional! Scantily clad models heading towards the water hole
to party all night are enticed by the odour and they swarm, slither and self
indulge much to the discomfort of the custodians of moral rights who squirm in
their couches and are left “axed”!
The obsession with us Indians, on the fair
skin will never wane and so will the ads on fair skin creams, each one of them
guaranteeing whitest shades of skin colour! The obvious choice of prefix for
these bleaching agents is “fair” and only the suffix changes to suit the gender
– ‘lovely’ for women and ‘handsome’ for men. These are gentle reminders of the
dark ages of apartheid that we still live in!
My grocery purchases have never been
influenced by these oft repeated and reinforced repulsive ads but always held a
standard – a hurriedly prepared list with half the requirements given a
glorious miss, I head towards the supermarket ( oops! it is the hypermarket
store , these days)and end up buying the “most wanted” along with the
“unwanted” the latter far out numbering the former ! The end result
would be the bazaar running out on printing stationery due to the ultra long
bill and a gaping hole in the wallet!!!
ASIDE.....But all the same I do stand and gape
at the huge billboards of amul ads on busy traffic junctions oblivious of
honking and polluting vehicles, to admire the creative caricature and the
wonderful play of words...then it is “AD”diction and not “AD” nauseum!!!
A very well written post clearly putting up every adversary of the present day ads that don't make any impact on the user.
ReplyDeleteMost advertisements be they for products or others indulge in hyperbole with exaggerated claims of i their superiority.The claims may be half truths if not total lies.They are directed at the gullible and credulous who are easily influenced especially when they see the products associated with celebrities mostly young women preferably curvaceous.Presented repeatedly ad nauseam,the promoters hope successful outcomes.
ReplyDeleteIn US we often come across civil suits for deception with astronomical claims foe compensation if the claims are proved false or cause damage. But advertisements are necessary and inevitable to gain publicity and would be welcome so long they are not misleading with false claims.
A nice article laced in gentle humor.
Thankyou sir for your thoughts on this one...will cherish the comment for a long time to come!
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