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I said my piece earlier on and don't intend to start screaming and shouting (for once).
This topic is merely inspired by the pop-up situation here and not directed towards SR.
But I do detest pop-up ads.
I dont see they do anything.
It's hard, my immediate reaction was to be my usual "Corporate evil marketing demons!" ranty self.
But, I can see why you'd do it.
Xmas is coming, parents are scoping for a console, and the price-drop does make it a more realistic proposition.
But still...unwelcome adverts appearing on my monitor without me being able to have any say or not.
It's just me, but if offends me.
I know I have the choice of not coming here, but I enjoy posting here and annoying with my self-righteous indignation and movie-stuff.
I loathe adverts, it's part of the reason I don't watch television. I don't appreciate people trying to hock their wares to me.
Pop-ups are no different to the people that lurk on the streets and come up to you to sell you religious tracts.
You're doing your own thing, minding your own business when "HELLO! CAN I DISTURB YOU IN YOUR EVERYDAY BUSINESS TO TRY AND GET YOU TO SPEND MONEY?".
I find marketing to be an inherently soul-destroying business. To break people down into demographics and try to influence their behaviour to encourage them to spend.
Supermarkets are designed to a science, nice fruit and flowers at the front, aromas piped through the store to entice you.
Garages have tv on the forecourt now to sell you stuff even when you stop to get petrol.
Clothes are festooned with logos, adverts for companies.
And people seek status from them?
Why advertise a company for free? Why wear their corporate logo and do their marketing work for them? I don't understand that one little bit.
I'm not an advertising billboard, a space for rent.
You want me to advertise your company, you pay me.
You are not seen as a person to marketing people, you are a demographic to be quantified, partitioned into groups and sold to.
Naomi Klein's book "No Logo" is all about the idea of marketing and brand-name recognition.
Companies strive for instant recognition, to hammer that brand home into your brain.
When you want a soft-drink, what do you say?
"Coke". Not Caffeine-based soft drink with vegetable extracts.
Nike don't even put their name on their stuff, it's just the swoosh symbol.
That is a marketing dream, when your logo is instantly recognisable.
Companies spend millions on asserting brand-awareness, the dream of having someone know your product from a colour or a symbol.
And I see people walking about wearing clothes with logos and being proud of the fact they are nothing more than a walking billboard.
But that's just me. I'd rather buy nondescript clothes and retain my personal identity than look like an employee of a Nike store.
It's like those companies sponsor your life-style.
And the must amusing/disgusting thing I've seen of late is the "Skate" fashion thing, the "alternative style".
You know the one, baggy jeans and hoodies, key-chains and carefully messed up hair.
That look has been designed carefully and sold back to people that just want to look cool.
The skate culture has always been one of refusal to buy into the 9-5 marketing dream mindset.
Loud music, operating outside the normal run of things.
Except now you can go into a store and buy the clothes, as if that somehow gives you street-cred when you've never been near a board in your life.
People posing out in alternative lifestyle clothing, but they miss the point.
It's not about dressing scruffy and going to buy McDonalds, it's about being aware of things like marketing forces, trends and fashions and choosing to not partake in that.
THAT is the skate-punk ethos.
It's not about spending £50 on a top and then going down to Wembley to watch a "punk" band play an enormodome.
If you buy into that whole "Urban" image, then that means you go to local venues to watch bands, laugh at eMpTyV for asserting the notion that you need a uniform to look cool and steadfastly refuse to buy brand-name clothing, because that makes you as bad as the guy in a suit that works in a bank.
It's ironic as hell and nobody is talking about it.
This topic is merely inspired by the pop-up situation here and not directed towards SR.
But I do detest pop-up ads.
I dont see they do anything.
It's hard, my immediate reaction was to be my usual "Corporate evil marketing demons!" ranty self.
But, I can see why you'd do it.
Xmas is coming, parents are scoping for a console, and the price-drop does make it a more realistic proposition.
But still...unwelcome adverts appearing on my monitor without me being able to have any say or not.
It's just me, but if offends me.
I know I have the choice of not coming here, but I enjoy posting here and annoying with my self-righteous indignation and movie-stuff.
I loathe adverts, it's part of the reason I don't watch television. I don't appreciate people trying to hock their wares to me.
Pop-ups are no different to the people that lurk on the streets and come up to you to sell you religious tracts.
You're doing your own thing, minding your own business when "HELLO! CAN I DISTURB YOU IN YOUR EVERYDAY BUSINESS TO TRY AND GET YOU TO SPEND MONEY?".
I find marketing to be an inherently soul-destroying business. To break people down into demographics and try to influence their behaviour to encourage them to spend.
Supermarkets are designed to a science, nice fruit and flowers at the front, aromas piped through the store to entice you.
Garages have tv on the forecourt now to sell you stuff even when you stop to get petrol.
Clothes are festooned with logos, adverts for companies.
And people seek status from them?
Why advertise a company for free? Why wear their corporate logo and do their marketing work for them? I don't understand that one little bit.
I'm not an advertising billboard, a space for rent.
You want me to advertise your company, you pay me.
You are not seen as a person to marketing people, you are a demographic to be quantified, partitioned into groups and sold to.
Naomi Klein's book "No Logo" is all about the idea of marketing and brand-name recognition.
Companies strive for instant recognition, to hammer that brand home into your brain.
When you want a soft-drink, what do you say?
"Coke". Not Caffeine-based soft drink with vegetable extracts.
Nike don't even put their name on their stuff, it's just the swoosh symbol.
That is a marketing dream, when your logo is instantly recognisable.
Companies spend millions on asserting brand-awareness, the dream of having someone know your product from a colour or a symbol.
And I see people walking about wearing clothes with logos and being proud of the fact they are nothing more than a walking billboard.
But that's just me. I'd rather buy nondescript clothes and retain my personal identity than look like an employee of a Nike store.
It's like those companies sponsor your life-style.
And the must amusing/disgusting thing I've seen of late is the "Skate" fashion thing, the "alternative style".
You know the one, baggy jeans and hoodies, key-chains and carefully messed up hair.
That look has been designed carefully and sold back to people that just want to look cool.
The skate culture has always been one of refusal to buy into the 9-5 marketing dream mindset.
Loud music, operating outside the normal run of things.
Except now you can go into a store and buy the clothes, as if that somehow gives you street-cred when you've never been near a board in your life.
People posing out in alternative lifestyle clothing, but they miss the point.
It's not about dressing scruffy and going to buy McDonalds, it's about being aware of things like marketing forces, trends and fashions and choosing to not partake in that.
THAT is the skate-punk ethos.
It's not about spending £50 on a top and then going down to Wembley to watch a "punk" band play an enormodome.
If you buy into that whole "Urban" image, then that means you go to local venues to watch bands, laugh at eMpTyV for asserting the notion that you need a uniform to look cool and steadfastly refuse to buy brand-name clothing, because that makes you as bad as the guy in a suit that works in a bank.
It's ironic as hell and nobody is talking about it.
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In response to Goatboy's not watching TV post, what about comedy shows? Occasionally there's something worth watching on, that's funny, such as Brass Eye.
It's funny, because I don't make a habit of watching soaps, but if someone is going to die, I often watch. It's funny how soap stars heads are much weaker in TV Soap land, and you can die from hitting a freezer, or coffee table.
TV is good for sport and movies, some other stuff catches my interest, but I'd rather play a game than watch TV.
It's funny, because I don't make a habit of watching soaps, but if someone is going to die, I often watch. It's funny how soap stars heads are much weaker in TV Soap land, and you can die from hitting a freezer, or coffee table.
TV is good for sport and movies, some other stuff catches my interest, but I'd rather play a game than watch TV.
what do you think of Blue Planet? i think its amazing!
oh yeah you like jay and silent bob no?
forbidden planet has a t shirt with the jay and silent bob *gulp* logo on it
http://www.forbiddenplanet.glo.cc/
its in the t shirts section(obviously) and then the comics section
oh yeah you like jay and silent bob no?
forbidden planet has a t shirt with the jay and silent bob *gulp* logo on it
http://www.forbiddenplanet.glo.cc/
its in the t shirts section(obviously) and then the comics section
I own a tv yes.
It's used to play video games and watch movies.
The only programmes I bother to watch are the news, Panorama, World in Action (is that still on??) and things like that.
Current affairs programmes, and nature documentaries.
Nothing else interests me at all. My life is filled with enough stuff to not need to stare at the tube and shovel snacks into my face. (I'm not saying everyone else does, merely that I feel that is what is involved)
No interest in soap operas at all. The last time I watched Eastenders, Ali bet the cafe in a card game against Mehmet (I never did find out if he won or not).
Game shows have no purpose, "Who wants to watch someone else try to win money?" makes no sense.
Other than that, my time is filled with my band, my writing and my girlfriend and mates.
I just dont have any need to watch television.
It's way too passive for me to enjoy, I can't just sit and look at something.
It's used to play video games and watch movies.
The only programmes I bother to watch are the news, Panorama, World in Action (is that still on??) and things like that.
Current affairs programmes, and nature documentaries.
Nothing else interests me at all. My life is filled with enough stuff to not need to stare at the tube and shovel snacks into my face. (I'm not saying everyone else does, merely that I feel that is what is involved)
No interest in soap operas at all. The last time I watched Eastenders, Ali bet the cafe in a card game against Mehmet (I never did find out if he won or not).
Game shows have no purpose, "Who wants to watch someone else try to win money?" makes no sense.
Other than that, my time is filled with my band, my writing and my girlfriend and mates.
I just dont have any need to watch television.
It's way too passive for me to enjoy, I can't just sit and look at something.
Goatboy wrote:
> Jesus I go on don't I?
yeah you do but you get your point across damn well
what i cant believe is that you dont watch TV...you do own a tv ...hold on you must do if you have a PS2
> Jesus I go on don't I?
yeah you do but you get your point across damn well
what i cant believe is that you dont watch TV...you do own a tv ...hold on you must do if you have a PS2
Jesus I go on don't I?
It's ok for you folks, you just have to read this stuff.
I have this sort of thing going round and round my head every single minute I'm awake.
*must switch head off*
er....pop-ups suck.
It's ok for you folks, you just have to read this stuff.
I have this sort of thing going round and round my head every single minute I'm awake.
*must switch head off*
er....pop-ups suck.
Well said Sheepy.
I'm not saying "Nobody buy logo clothes, you are idiots", I'm saying I choose not to.
There is the sweatshop issue, but it boils down to:
Cost
I am not a billboard
Nor do I listen to what magazines and the tv tell me I should look like.
I have glasses, a looping scar down one arm and I know I ain't Brad Pitt.
But I am comfortable in who I am, and you can say what you want about me, I'll shrug laugh at you.
Kids at school, the "tweens" marketing thing.
If you don't have the right trainers or you look funny, you get grief.
Maybe your parents can't afford to pay £50 for a pair of shoes (that cost 43p to make), and you are made to feel like dirt because of that.
Why?
Because some shoe manufacturer struck a deal with a magazine to promote that shoe as fashionable?
What kind of world is that to try and get by in?
You'll hate someone because they dont have expensive shoes?
You'll mock someone because they aren't a size 8?
Do me a favour, next time you go shopping (and I'm serious here), just look at the people you pass.
I promise you that 95% of them will be garbed in clothes that prominantly display a corporate logo.
We're people, intelligent sentient beings, not space for rent.
Who cares what the front of your t-shirt say?
Who cares what jacket you have on.
I may have a pair of jeans that cost me £10 from a market stall, but last week I played to 200 people in my band, then went back to my beautiful girlfriend and spoke to my mates about organising a time to get together.
That is what matters to me, that is why I love my life.
Not because I spent £70 on some shoes made by kids in Malaysia.
You may have spent more on your clothes than me, you may be using a WAP phone, but I can gaurantee you that I have lived my life just as well as you, maybe better, whilst you decided whether to get that latest Nike jacket or the one from some other expensive boutique because Vogue told you it was the thing to wear.
I'm not saying "Nobody buy logo clothes, you are idiots", I'm saying I choose not to.
There is the sweatshop issue, but it boils down to:
Cost
I am not a billboard
Nor do I listen to what magazines and the tv tell me I should look like.
I have glasses, a looping scar down one arm and I know I ain't Brad Pitt.
But I am comfortable in who I am, and you can say what you want about me, I'll shrug laugh at you.
Kids at school, the "tweens" marketing thing.
If you don't have the right trainers or you look funny, you get grief.
Maybe your parents can't afford to pay £50 for a pair of shoes (that cost 43p to make), and you are made to feel like dirt because of that.
Why?
Because some shoe manufacturer struck a deal with a magazine to promote that shoe as fashionable?
What kind of world is that to try and get by in?
You'll hate someone because they dont have expensive shoes?
You'll mock someone because they aren't a size 8?
Do me a favour, next time you go shopping (and I'm serious here), just look at the people you pass.
I promise you that 95% of them will be garbed in clothes that prominantly display a corporate logo.
We're people, intelligent sentient beings, not space for rent.
Who cares what the front of your t-shirt say?
Who cares what jacket you have on.
I may have a pair of jeans that cost me £10 from a market stall, but last week I played to 200 people in my band, then went back to my beautiful girlfriend and spoke to my mates about organising a time to get together.
That is what matters to me, that is why I love my life.
Not because I spent £70 on some shoes made by kids in Malaysia.
You may have spent more on your clothes than me, you may be using a WAP phone, but I can gaurantee you that I have lived my life just as well as you, maybe better, whilst you decided whether to get that latest Nike jacket or the one from some other expensive boutique because Vogue told you it was the thing to wear.
my spidy sence is tingling....i sence a GAD winner here
or in the way you win things Goatboy maybe a FAD winner
anyhoo well said
personally i dont buy nike Gap and those kinda brands anymore cos they are basicly a rip off..i mean i went into gap the other day and saw a plain white t shirt and it cost £15 ! i could get exactly the same thing for under a fiver! and from that day forth i shall no longer buy anything from the gap*union jack is lowered behind* no longer shall i buy any nike stuff and no longer shall i i i err i dunno but you get the idea
but i have to admit i do like the other brands around animal,airwalk blah blah but i dont go spending loads on them if i can find a cheap pair of jeans i'll get them they'll end up in the same state anyways so there is no way in hell i will pay fifty quid for a pair of jeans that twists round your leg.
or in the way you win things Goatboy maybe a FAD winner
anyhoo well said
personally i dont buy nike Gap and those kinda brands anymore cos they are basicly a rip off..i mean i went into gap the other day and saw a plain white t shirt and it cost £15 ! i could get exactly the same thing for under a fiver! and from that day forth i shall no longer buy anything from the gap*union jack is lowered behind* no longer shall i buy any nike stuff and no longer shall i i i err i dunno but you get the idea
but i have to admit i do like the other brands around animal,airwalk blah blah but i dont go spending loads on them if i can find a cheap pair of jeans i'll get them they'll end up in the same state anyways so there is no way in hell i will pay fifty quid for a pair of jeans that twists round your leg.
It's because we are bombarded, day after day, of the ideal of physical perfection.
How?
Adverts. Do me a favour, watch tv commercials for 3 minutes.
See how many real people are on there.
Or magazine ads.
These perfect people. Perfect people that have spent hours in make-up and hair to look the best they can be.
And people feel the need to emulate them. Make themselves sick (literally) so they can resemble gaunt, skeletal figures that deny themselves enjoyment in life, but hey they look like the commercial said to be!
One advert made me almost vomit in disgust.
Calvin Klein "CK1", be yourself.
All these normal people being normal in the ad.
And Kate Moss.
"Be yourself" said the ad.
No, what you mean is "Be like Kate Moss and buy this fragrance". "Be individual, but please can you all conform and buy the same scent, we dont mean that individual"
Some people really go for the larger body type, and they're mocked. Why?
Because Cosmo says it's the fashion this season to look like you've recently been released from a POW camp?
Utter crap.
The perfect body image is a lie. There is no such thing, but the ad industry do their best to try and make everyone think you have to be a supermodel or there's something wrong with you.
Sophie Dahl came out of nowhere, and she was celebrated for being a size 16. A big, voluptous, sexy woman.
Now? Size 9 and looks like every other clothes-horse out there.
Geri Halliwell. Spice Girls, she was mocked for being fat. Not for being a talentless merchandising operative, but for being fat.
Now she's this aerobicised, unfeminine robot.
And little kids take notice of this stuff, and ads in Just 17 etc with perfect skinned beauties.
Puberty is the most distressing time for a person, you are insecure about body-image and racked with self-doubt.
Yet the pics on tv and magazines all present the wonderful model selling clothes.
It causes people to develop eating disorders, become ill and kill themselves.
Why?
Because marketing companies decide if you don't look like Brad Pitt or Jennifer Lopez,you are disgusting and foul.
That is utterly wrong in every way.
Do not feed insecurities to sell more things.
Have a soul and a conscience.
How?
Adverts. Do me a favour, watch tv commercials for 3 minutes.
See how many real people are on there.
Or magazine ads.
These perfect people. Perfect people that have spent hours in make-up and hair to look the best they can be.
And people feel the need to emulate them. Make themselves sick (literally) so they can resemble gaunt, skeletal figures that deny themselves enjoyment in life, but hey they look like the commercial said to be!
One advert made me almost vomit in disgust.
Calvin Klein "CK1", be yourself.
All these normal people being normal in the ad.
And Kate Moss.
"Be yourself" said the ad.
No, what you mean is "Be like Kate Moss and buy this fragrance". "Be individual, but please can you all conform and buy the same scent, we dont mean that individual"
Some people really go for the larger body type, and they're mocked. Why?
Because Cosmo says it's the fashion this season to look like you've recently been released from a POW camp?
Utter crap.
The perfect body image is a lie. There is no such thing, but the ad industry do their best to try and make everyone think you have to be a supermodel or there's something wrong with you.
Sophie Dahl came out of nowhere, and she was celebrated for being a size 16. A big, voluptous, sexy woman.
Now? Size 9 and looks like every other clothes-horse out there.
Geri Halliwell. Spice Girls, she was mocked for being fat. Not for being a talentless merchandising operative, but for being fat.
Now she's this aerobicised, unfeminine robot.
And little kids take notice of this stuff, and ads in Just 17 etc with perfect skinned beauties.
Puberty is the most distressing time for a person, you are insecure about body-image and racked with self-doubt.
Yet the pics on tv and magazines all present the wonderful model selling clothes.
It causes people to develop eating disorders, become ill and kill themselves.
Why?
Because marketing companies decide if you don't look like Brad Pitt or Jennifer Lopez,you are disgusting and foul.
That is utterly wrong in every way.
Do not feed insecurities to sell more things.
Have a soul and a conscience.
Its always bloody hard to reply to one of his posts... he usually says everything.
As Game said there. Okay you've got your REAL mingers and fatties ;-). I really wouldn't want to go out with someone who was all flesh and bone... but yet not plump plump.
You get the idea :-)
Anyway... The so-called grunge look Goaty was going on about. They all bloody think there all original while there just as bad as the bloke in bright white addidad track-suit.
The only things I own that have a logo of any kind is.
Puma Flip-Flops - nothing else
Addida swimming trunks - them or the tight Y-front :-O
Van shoes
Airwalk bag
Them not because of logo but because thats all I saw for that item at the time.
Thats all I have with a logo. 4 items out a helluva lot.
I wear combats, simple as that. Don't like jeans. I wear plane t-shirts and have millions. I order bands like Manics and Radiohead T-shirts. I have plain jumpers and jackets.
To be honest everybody takes some aspect in the way they present themselves.
As Game said there. Okay you've got your REAL mingers and fatties ;-). I really wouldn't want to go out with someone who was all flesh and bone... but yet not plump plump.
You get the idea :-)
Anyway... The so-called grunge look Goaty was going on about. They all bloody think there all original while there just as bad as the bloke in bright white addidad track-suit.
The only things I own that have a logo of any kind is.
Puma Flip-Flops - nothing else
Addida swimming trunks - them or the tight Y-front :-O
Van shoes
Airwalk bag
Them not because of logo but because thats all I saw for that item at the time.
Thats all I have with a logo. 4 items out a helluva lot.
I wear combats, simple as that. Don't like jeans. I wear plane t-shirts and have millions. I order bands like Manics and Radiohead T-shirts. I have plain jumpers and jackets.
To be honest everybody takes some aspect in the way they present themselves.
Now I see what you're talking about...
I fancied a girl at my school. She was 5'5, Brown Hair, Medium Build, and she had the best eyes ever. Because she was no super-model everyone laughed... at me, not her. Don't gewt me wrong, she was fit, looks wise, but because she had a SLIGHT, and I mean slight, roundness to her, almost invisible, people mocked...
Bloody Kids... I hate them.
I fancied a girl at my school. She was 5'5, Brown Hair, Medium Build, and she had the best eyes ever. Because she was no super-model everyone laughed... at me, not her. Don't gewt me wrong, she was fit, looks wise, but because she had a SLIGHT, and I mean slight, roundness to her, almost invisible, people mocked...
Bloody Kids... I hate them.
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