Now that I have your attention ... Work
advertising makes you stupid.
spend half the day thinking of stupid things to people who think they understand them. And the other half complaining or regodeándote as just thinking. Everyone thinks they give anyone else the impression that they know what they are doing.
big business is to make it look random as planned (ie a bad joke that ends up in an advertising campaign that "answer" to a "strategy" to the "needs" of the client) or that plan is seen as hazardous (ie when "creatives" to "inspire" other ideas and campaigns that are calculated, "accidentally" inconveniently similar to other campaigns).
addition of becoming an idiot, you begin to see stupid videos instead of reading interesting books. Or to read books instead of watching stupid videos interesting. And if that were not enough, You forget how to spell it all day writing to your bosses and your bosses do not like to read. Do not know who Tolstoy. They think that Leibniz is a street one day when walking by Hannover and Leibniz discovered the street, I immediately thought that in Mexico there is also a street name. " And maybe tell a joke.
For advertising
acquire the habit of putting too many quotes, the belief that "good" is what makes you laugh and feel of real cold Kalos bullshit. Also
to be persuaded by false arguments. Or argumentative fallacies. Or word games like this.
And give in to the sword that has seen more ads than you. And his sword is only ad that has seen more than you. And it has new sneakers. Always. And you start to think it's a bad habit to write sentences too short. Or too long. Or many points.
And to begin to be afraid of the exclamation marks!
Anyway. To advertise, make announcements or in the worst case, to make announcements as you know, makes you stupid. Just go to a meeting of advertisers to attest to this. The longer you are there, are idiots. Therefore, while still working on this, the quality of this blog will continue to decrease steadily.
why I dedicate a haikus to my colleagues at work. Well, at least some of them.
(If you do not know what a haiku, den click here ).
(If you do not know who Shakespeare is or how he thought the past four centuries the concepts of all the campaigns that won the Cannes festival, den click here . Or buy a book.)
Thinking, say
of solitary masturbation sour. Hollow
medals that hang around his neck
headless. No talent
them ever shine there in the pocket.
Hugs, kisses
are given together.
They become fools.
Soon, if Benjamin agrees, will debut a blog who does not care to taste or market needs or customer. But only to our taste and our need to destroy them both. Here a preview:
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