Wednesday, May 29, 2002

Crispy Critters Cereal

The eighties were so nice.  We had jingles for consumer products.  We had little mascots, little representatives for those products.

"Oh here comes Crispy Critters, a good wholesome bunch; the low sugar cereal with lots of c-rr-runch.  ...Indubitably delicious."  It was a wonderful, happy, or at the very least, caring and sincere era in which to grow up.

Not like nowadays with all their postmodern jaded ironic people.  "What, you want to be sincere and un-ironic and straightforward and honest and open, and say exactly what you mean?  You’re saying you _don't_ want to leave people wondering if they got your meaning, by speaking in passive-aggressive tones of ironic code and sarcasm?  You’re saying you _don't_ want to leave people slightly offended and insulted by speaking in underhanded insults?  What, you want to make sure you two in the conversation understand each other and have a polite civilized discourse?  ohmigosh, so lame and uncool.  What, you want fun and passion for your work?  So boring."

Stupid cynical ironic.  Oh you’re just too cool for Christmas, aren't you?  Ungrateful too-cool-for-school jackazzez.

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