The Mute Button

I thank the universe every day for the mute button, one of the greatest inventions by man, silencing the incessant advertising drivel and calming the world. It is possibly one of the most evil things invented by man, advertising. It hates the world and mankind, it only likes it's selfish self. It doesn't care who, or what, it steps on to make a sale. It doesn't care what truth, or lie, it needs to tell, to flog its wares. The truth means nothing, nothing at all, only money talks, isn't that swell?

Advertisers should be banned, put on a deserted island and waterboarded with their shouty adds, or forced to eat their shit, packaging and all.

So, thank you universe for the mute button, at least when we are watching TV. Just silence that shit. Just stop it from infiltrating our lives and polluting our minds. Most of it is just landfill, we have to stop advertisers from effecting our lives for purely selfish reasons.

“How many people do you think buy stuff from advertising they might see?”

“I know. Have you?”

“No, I don’t think I ever have.”

“Do advertisers flood us with advertising with the hope of a very small percentage of success?

“Yes, I wonder that too, do they get a hit rate of just a few per cent?”

“You have to wonder.”

“How effective is all this shit that negatively effects our lives.”

“Screaming their message into our lounge rooms.”

“When we should be free not to have that.”

“Selling shit, fucking up our lives.”

“Selling shit, fucking up the world.”

“Who is buying all the shit?”

“Yes, my question too. Who is buying all the shit?”

“All the shit the advertising for which we are subjected to on TV, just for instance?

“All that shit?”

“Who is buying that shit?”

“Yes, who?”

“Thank the universe for the mute button.”

“Yes, thank the mute button.”

“Give thanks for that lovely silence in place of all that mindless yap yap yapping.

“It is the little victories we have to celebrate.”

“Yes, thanks for the little things in life, for the silence instead of sales.”