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I DON'T WANT to write about the
Super Bowl. I don't care. I didn't watch either of the previous two on account
of working the overnight shift and being asleep during game time, and I won't
watch this year for the same reason.
I don't watch the commercials any
more either, because WHO CARES. There hasn't been a great Super Bowl ad in
years, and what we do get are just more of the same formulaic examples of how absurd advertising and consumerism have
become and BLAH BLAH BLAH.
I don't care who wins. Apart from
the fact that the greatest University of Nevada player of all time is now the
quarterback for the San
Francisco 49ers, I will be very unhappy to see those scum
win another Vince Lombardi trophy. I don't care about the Baltimore Ravens. They can
win, fine, great, if not, whatever, YADDA YADDA YADDA.
I think about 80 percent of my real
apathy toward the game is the fact that I live alone and work all the time, so I miss out on the social aspect of gathering to enjoy awesome junk food and watch a seven-hour pre-game show followed by
60 minutes of football (which will contain, on average, just 12 minutes of
actual on-field playing action) sandwiched by about 30 minutes of boring
commercials and yet another lame half-time act.
YAWN
NOW GET OFF MY
LAWN
WATCH
THIS
Former New York Mayor Ed Koch died
Friday. The New York Times did his “video obituary” in 2007 and held it until
his death. It’s fascinating.
READ
THIS
There is apparently nothing more
repulsive to employers in a tough economy than job applicants over 50.
TODAY'S SEMI-OBSCURE MOMENT IN HISTORY
On February 3, 1917, the
U.S. cut off diplomatic
relations with Germany because of the latter’s
policy of blowing up things with submarines. That of course ultimately led to
America ’s involvement in World War I,
known at that time as the Great War because wars used to have better marketing
departments.