edit: now it’s a meme and we can all hug in the comments.
So who cares then? Stop worrying about other people and worry about yourself. Let other people enjoy things you think are a waste of time. If the worst it does is some billboards and spam, then it’s the same as all the other spam. Letting yourself get worked up over it is only affecting you. You aren’t making them better, you’re making yourself worse with anger. Now if you’ll excuse me, I’m going to go enjoy a pumpkin spice latte.
So who cares then?
Presumably the people drowning in this suffocating deluge of mass marketing.
Right, but they don’t feel like they’re suffering, they’re out enjoying things. You’re the one who is suffering, and it’s only because you’re letting it.
they don’t feel like they’re suffering
I’ve heard people who get tattoos often enough begin to enjoy the feel of the needle on their skin. So who are you to say tattooing bar codes on everyone’s necks is a bad thing? Don’t yuck my yum!
Is it equally valid to complain about seeing ads for Mother’s Day gifts when your mother was a drug addict and extensively abusive? Because that applies to me personally, and let me tell you, during the entire lead up to Mother’s Day, and all the ads they make claiming how much your mother gives up for you, and loves you, and cherishes you… I don’t complain even a bit.
Because other people have mothers who do love them. And they’re the target of those ads, not me.
How disgustingly privileged it is to proclaim that since you aren’t the target of advertising, it shouldn’t exist.
