'Half of what I spend on advertising is a waste. The trouble is I don't know which half,' said John Wanamaker.
The crux isn't in tracing the 'better-half', but tolerating its surreptitious intent that occasionally tends to deride our sense and sensibility. Upholding freedom of creativity and advocating its unrestrained expression are indeed admirable. The question that ought to bother us however, is the turpitude of expression used to bridge creative deficit.
If you have any doubt, check out the TV ad promoting an international brand of chocolate.
You will see here a father and daughter, out of breath from jogging, slipping on to a wayside bench. The daughter takes out a chocolate bar and asks, 'Pops... Want some?' Chuckling at how kiddish she still is, the unsuspecting father takes a bite, and lo, he is all perked up to go for two more rounds! Concerned, the daughter queries, 'Two more rounds?' She then hastens to say, 'Sure.' As soon the father takes to the track, the daughter turns around to beckon her boyfriend, waiting just a whistle away, behind the hedges.
The implied suggestion is clear: Hoodwink your father, to flirt with your boy friend! Whenever I see this ad, I feel uncomfortable; so could many among you. Perhaps, the quote below sums up the reason better.
The crux isn't in tracing the 'better-half', but tolerating its surreptitious intent that occasionally tends to deride our sense and sensibility. Upholding freedom of creativity and advocating its unrestrained expression are indeed admirable. The question that ought to bother us however, is the turpitude of expression used to bridge creative deficit.
If you have any doubt, check out the TV ad promoting an international brand of chocolate.
You will see here a father and daughter, out of breath from jogging, slipping on to a wayside bench. The daughter takes out a chocolate bar and asks, 'Pops... Want some?' Chuckling at how kiddish she still is, the unsuspecting father takes a bite, and lo, he is all perked up to go for two more rounds! Concerned, the daughter queries, 'Two more rounds?' She then hastens to say, 'Sure.' As soon the father takes to the track, the daughter turns around to beckon her boyfriend, waiting just a whistle away, behind the hedges.
The implied suggestion is clear: Hoodwink your father, to flirt with your boy friend! Whenever I see this ad, I feel uncomfortable; so could many among you. Perhaps, the quote below sums up the reason better.
"Never write an ad, which you wouldn't want your family to read.
You wouldn't tell lies to your own wife. Don't tell them to mine."
- David Ogilvy 