Showing posts with label boingboing. Show all posts
Showing posts with label boingboing. Show all posts
Thursday, December 8, 2011
How to make money writing short paragraphs (in the days before Twitter)
This unprovenanced ad for piecework copywriters was posted on BoingBoing. I'd love to repurpose it the next time we're hiring word people. "No tedious study."
What he's actually doing is selling you a series of books on writing for things like greeting cards and (I assume) tiny classified ads. If you're interested, there's a box of them on Ebay right now.
Ironically, there is also a long copy advertorial version I found here.
A Google search also turned up this one in an early-70s issue of Ebony:
Note that the Ebony insertion lacks Barrett's creepy mug, unlike this one in a 1973 Bangor Daily.
Wednesday, November 30, 2011
Sometimes a cigar just... isn't a cigar at all
BoingBoing posted this hilariously unironic ad from WWII-era America.
Indeed, who is that man with the impressively large cigar? My guess is war profiteer. Although putting "Dramatist" among the high-status professions is curious.
Even curiouser is this funny little visual, which should be co-opted by the anti-circumcision lobby.
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| ...or not O_O |
Ah, the good old days...
Friday, November 25, 2011
F'd Ad Fridays: Blood in the water
There aren't many Friday ads that I can share with my 7-year-old son, but this one he will love. "The real blood bleeding minnow". Awesome.
Via BoingBoing
F'd Ad Fridays: F'd Nutritional Science Edition
In my day, it was ketchup that the US government reclassified as a vegetable to meet nutritional standards for school lunches. Now, after great advanced in food science, they have decided to replace it with much-healthier pizza sauce.
In case their is any confusion, Jonathan Mann has created this helpful little PSA:
Via BoingBoing
Tuesday, November 1, 2011
Is this the work of an agent provocateur?
No, I don't mean the people who do those awkwardly sexualized underwear ads. I mean this anti-pacifism screed that BoingBoing says is being circulated at Occupy Oakland.
I would say that the greatest threat to nonviolent protest is violence from within. Although I have seen those ninja-clad assholes who go to protests just to fight with cops before, part of me hopes this is just the work of an individual anarchist loonie. However, it could also easily be the work of a capitalist loonie who wants to discredit the protests. Either way, the Oakland people apparently weren't buying it.
Me neither. The copywriting is abominable.
I would say that the greatest threat to nonviolent protest is violence from within. Although I have seen those ninja-clad assholes who go to protests just to fight with cops before, part of me hopes this is just the work of an individual anarchist loonie. However, it could also easily be the work of a capitalist loonie who wants to discredit the protests. Either way, the Oakland people apparently weren't buying it.
Me neither. The copywriting is abominable.
Sunday, October 23, 2011
"Angry Cable Guy" and the analog era of viral audio
In the days before the modern internet, it took a lot of awesome to make a meme. Usually, these were faxed visuals of dirty cartoons, pictures or jokes. But there were also audio memes. They were dutifully recopied from one analog cassette tape to another, resulting in increasing levels of hiss.
Some, like tapes of the Tube Bar prank calls, became permanently embedded in pop culture by getting written into The Simpsons. Others just faded into memory when the tape got eaten.
For about 13 years, I have occasionally searched for one of my favourite audio memes from the '80s and '90s: Cable Guy. But somehow I missed it when the recording finally surfaced on YouTube last year (and two years before) and was covered on BoingBoing:
The transcript has errors ("AutoMag" was the name of the show, and "Dogan" is an ancient slur against Catholics) but there it is.
According to No Cable: "This tape came from the answering machine at Cablenet (now Cogeco) in Kingston, Ontario in the mid 1980's. "Automag Magazine" was a car review show that used to air in the area. This customer obviously loves his Automag Magazine! Not safe for work or near children due to the excessive (and hilarious) profanity. This tape was recently featured on Boing Boing, and yes, copies were made and distributed at my high school as well."
From Kingston (my hometown) it spread across Canada in both Beethoven and non-Beethoven versions. The band my brother played in at the time, The Pariahs, used to play it at The Toucan before they took to the stage. It was shared in dorm rooms, at parties, through the mail.
And then the tapes got worn out. Our cassette decks became obsolete. And we forgot about it.
The rate and frequency at which new online memes emerge, spread and fade today is dizzying. You basically need a daily update. Back in the day, though, these things were unusual and long-lasting enough to leave a mark.
And now it's back. It has even been Xtranormaled:
Welcome to the 21st Century, Angry Cable Guy. Wherever you are.
Some, like tapes of the Tube Bar prank calls, became permanently embedded in pop culture by getting written into The Simpsons. Others just faded into memory when the tape got eaten.
For about 13 years, I have occasionally searched for one of my favourite audio memes from the '80s and '90s: Cable Guy. But somehow I missed it when the recording finally surfaced on YouTube last year (and two years before) and was covered on BoingBoing:
The transcript has errors ("AutoMag" was the name of the show, and "Dogan" is an ancient slur against Catholics) but there it is.
According to No Cable: "This tape came from the answering machine at Cablenet (now Cogeco) in Kingston, Ontario in the mid 1980's. "Automag Magazine" was a car review show that used to air in the area. This customer obviously loves his Automag Magazine! Not safe for work or near children due to the excessive (and hilarious) profanity. This tape was recently featured on Boing Boing, and yes, copies were made and distributed at my high school as well."
From Kingston (my hometown) it spread across Canada in both Beethoven and non-Beethoven versions. The band my brother played in at the time, The Pariahs, used to play it at The Toucan before they took to the stage. It was shared in dorm rooms, at parties, through the mail.
And then the tapes got worn out. Our cassette decks became obsolete. And we forgot about it.
The rate and frequency at which new online memes emerge, spread and fade today is dizzying. You basically need a daily update. Back in the day, though, these things were unusual and long-lasting enough to leave a mark.
And now it's back. It has even been Xtranormaled:
Welcome to the 21st Century, Angry Cable Guy. Wherever you are.
Friday, September 23, 2011
F'd Ad Fridays: Who wouldn't want to lick a big scoop of Schweddy Balls?
One Million Moms, that's who. This sub-brand of the hateful American Family Association takes issue with Ben & Jerry's newest goofy ice cream flavour:
The ice cream is based on one of latter-day Saturday Night Live's funniest (and most puerile) sketches, starring Alec Baldwin at his deadpan best:
But why watch? The Million Moms are happy to describe it to you in lingering detail:
Neither can they, obviously. However, they are calling for a boycott of Ben & Jerry until "they refrain from producing another batch with this name or any other offensive names or you will no longer be able to purchase their products."
Their last "offensive" ice cream name, according to the Moms, was "a special edition of Chubby Hubby called Hubby Hubby last year which celebrated gay marriage."
Yes, the ice cream brand is amusingly f'd. But there's nothing funny about the effing AFA.
via BoingBoing
The ice cream is based on one of latter-day Saturday Night Live's funniest (and most puerile) sketches, starring Alec Baldwin at his deadpan best:
But why watch? The Million Moms are happy to describe it to you in lingering detail:
The name originated from a Saturday Night Live skit featuring Alec Baldwin as Pete Schweddy, owner of a holiday bakery called Season's Eatings. "There are lots of great treats this time of year," Schweddy says. "Zucchini bread, fruitcake, but the thing I most like to bring out at this time of the year are my balls."
He then explains that he sells popcorn balls, cheese balls, rum balls—balls for every taste—and the ball puns proceed for about four minutes. Ben & Jerry's chose to go with fudge-covered rum and malt balls for their flavor. The skit culminates in Baldwin stating that "No one can resist my Schweddy Balls."
Neither can they, obviously. However, they are calling for a boycott of Ben & Jerry until "they refrain from producing another batch with this name or any other offensive names or you will no longer be able to purchase their products."
Their last "offensive" ice cream name, according to the Moms, was "a special edition of Chubby Hubby called Hubby Hubby last year which celebrated gay marriage."
Yes, the ice cream brand is amusingly f'd. But there's nothing funny about the effing AFA.
via BoingBoing
Tuesday, August 30, 2011
Skyping in 1968
What will those crazy scientists think of next: Talking maps? Personal tracking devices? Computerized books?
Via BoingBoing
Via BoingBoing
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