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Sunday, May 17, 2009
Messages for My People in the popular media.
It's been a while since I've had a post specifically targeted at My People and Our Agenda, so I thought this might be a good way to pass some time on a lazy Sunday.
There are a lot of movie posters that have metaphorical giant women on them, but no giant women in the film itself. This is the DVD cover for the comedy Smother, starring Diane Keaton, Dax Shepard and Liv Tyler. I haven't seen the movie, but I very much doubt this scene is in the film. The original ads for the movie did not use this image, so this is just an ad idea that didn't make the first cut.
It's actually pretty common to have movie ads that have metaphorical giant hot chicks or metaphorical shrunken men.
Metaphorical giant moms... not so much.
I don't know if any of My People have an interest in such things, and I really don't want to know, thank you very much.
There is an ad for an allergy medicine called Omnaris that has a squad of tiny men dressed as... I don't know. Hard hatted scientists? Tiny exterminators? Your guess is as good as mine.
Besides this print ad, there are also ads on TV for the product. Would any of My People be interested in giant women sneezing?
I googled "giant women sneezing". Apparently, the answer is yes.
Here in the United States, people use giant breasts to spread the word of Jesus, especially that Jesus hates gay marriage, or at least to mock those who use huge hooters to spread the good word. Besides Bill Maher, blog buddy Dr. Zaius also mocked Carrie Prejean and her giant anti-gay marriage breasts, though he only used words and not images.
In Sweden, the confused socialists there do not use giant women to spread Jesus' word, or do they even have their leather clad giant women laugh an evil villianess laugh as they watch the tiny bugs below them scurry in panic. In Sweden, leather clad gal-gantuas ask politely for directions and thank the tiny, terrified men afterwards.
Obviously, socialism has clouded the collective brains of the Swedes, who do not understand that the powerful must force the weak to do their bidding, lest they crush the weak under heel. I mean, I grew up in the alleged commie enclave of Northern California, and it seems pretty obvious to me, right?