Wednesday, May 31, 2006

Commercialization in America

This is a paper from my writing class. My instructor suggested I blog it:

According to Wikipedia.org, commercialism is defined as the practices and aims of commerce and business. The contemporary use of the word tends to be derogatory, referring to capitalisms tendency to objectify every element of life in order to gain profit. Commercialization is the process in which the value of things, both tangible and ideal, such as happiness, are objectified. Public services become outsourced to private companies. If an artist “sells out”, they have become commercialized.

It’s safe to say that Americans live to buy. I’ve heard the argument over living to work versus working to live, but these statements have become irrelevant for the most part. Many Americans don’t so much live to work, as being willing to prostitute themselves to employment in order to buy the latest model of plasma screen TV.

Youssef Khodaparast, an economics instructor at Portland Community College, Sylvania, says that in order to be happy, humans must consume. Now it can be argued that no matter where or when you live, you’re always consuming. After all, you’ve got to eat, right? This kind of thinking just goes to show that these people don’t realize what they are really capable of. How often do they sit there and just start to grin for no apparent reason? Have they ever taken a minute to just sit there and think, “you know, everything’s going to be alright,”? When you can really enjoy living, you find that the only thing that is required for happiness, is nothing. Now, this of course is an extreme. There’s nothing wrong with consumption, but it is no secret that people in America tend to take their buying way too seriously.

From day one, Americans are constantly bombarded with the message that in order to fill the void, they need to posses something new. And how do they know what to buy? Commercials tell it all. After all, people throughout the history of humanity have been sleeping incorrectly until the invention of the Sleep Number® bed.

People are constantly subjected to commercials on a subconscious level. Advertising influences peoples behavior everyday without them even realizing it, because it hits them subliminally. One of the most prominent mediums for advertising is television. This is also one of the easiest ways to influence peoples thoughts. The reason for this, according to Nelson in, The Perfect Machine, is that when people watch TV, their brains switch from beta waves, where critical thinking takes place, to passive alpha waves, placing people in a trance state (qtd. in Robertson 24). When people watch TV, no matter what they’re watching, their brain activity is equivalent to staring at a blank wall. It is easier to suggest things to people on a subconscious level because people hear without paying close attention, therefore, no critical thinking.

There’s absolutely nothing wrong with advertising to sell your product, but today’s advertising focuses on exploiting peoples fears and insecurities, and is detrimental to our psychological well-being. The media tells us what the ideal person is, creating inadequacies in people, until they see no alternative other than to purchase these miracle products to remedy their supposed inadequacies. There’s a company called “Double your Dating”, or DYD, which caters to men who want to improve their relationship life. DYD, owned by a man who goes by the pseudonym, David DeAngelo, began as a downloadable e-book on the psychology behind “picking up” women, factors that will increase and hinder success in this area, along with seminars and workshops hosted by DeAngelo. DYD then expanded it’s base to include such products as, “Interviews with Dating Gurus”, a monthly CD subscription Where DeAngelo interviews other people related to the “pickup” field. It is now a multimillion dollar corporation. It sounds beneficial, but, DYD advertises by playing on peoples fear, by using phrases like, “sexual insecurity shows”, and building up the anxiety just before professing to have the answer. When the victim purchases these products, they only rephrase what was said in the advertisements, leading people to continuously buy the next products, hoping that each progressive one will contain the answer.

Another method of advertising is to play off of the self-herding sheep mentality. In a flock of sheep, if one sheep moves, the rest follow. Any stragglers will be rounded up by the sheep dog. Human society is similar to a flock of sheep, with one exception: people herd themselves without the aid of a sheep dog. Advertisers know that people are afraid to straggle from the flock, or else they’ll be attacked and ostracized, and so they set societal norms within their advertising.

According to the historian, John Brewer, this phenomenon actually began in the 1700’s in England. With the outset of kings and aristocrats, a new cultural industry stepped in. These people of the new middle class owned academies, theatres, concert halls, and coffee shops. As monarchy and the old system became archaic, culture became a commodity with a price.

According to Michael Schudson, critics of American consumption fall into three camps. The first of these is known as the Puritans. These believe that mass-production has repercussions on peoples spiritual lives, ie “people are possessed by their possessions” (Pallattella par 5). The problem is not hedonism, but diminishing appreciation for the material world.

The second group is the Quakers. The Quakers objection is towards the wasteful, lackluster nature of consumer goods. They appreciate, however, the technological improvements which make goods more efficient.

The third camp is the republicans, who disapprove of the corruption of public life by the celebration of consumption. Being satisfied with products takes precedence over the fulfillment of ones potentials. Critical thinking and reflection is eliminated from leisure time.

Americans spend their lives trying to keep up with the Joneses. The Joneses, by the way, used to live next door, but they’ve bought a mansion in the rich district and are a lot harder to keep up with now days. But none the less, America is trying to keep up with them. We’re a nation full of wealthy people and depression is on the rise. When will we stop trying to buy our fulfillment?

Works Cited
Palattella, John. “Consumerism: We are What we Buy.” Pen-L 52 9 Jan. 2000
< http://archives.econ.utah.edu>
University of Oregon Campus Recycling. “America’s Crazed Consumerism.” events_topics 3 Dec. 2001 < http://www.uoregon.edu>
Nelson, Joyce. The Perfect Machine 82 Die Off qtd Tom Robertson. 24 1992 <http://dieoff.org>
Wikipedia. “Commercialism.” 28 July 2004 -23 May 2006 < http://en.wikipedia.org>

Sunday, May 28, 2006

Crack Kills



What's up. I decided to take a break from not posting for awhile. I just started the webpage for my comic, "Crack Kills". I started Crack Kills when I was in highschool. When me and my freind, Jon got bored in school(the same Jon who I'm still freinds with today), we would draw comics that mostly featured people getting hit with big mallets. Eventually I started incorporating regular characters into my comics. When I was in techschool for the airforce, I drew the oyster comic, which was one of the origionals, on my paper nametag that we made to set in front of us when we were in class. My freind Jay wrote "crack kills" next to the comic. Many years later, after I had gotten out of the military, inspired partly by Jons web comic, Hank the Squirrel and a video called the Lonliest Cloud, I decided to redo all the comics that I had done on the computer and call them Crack Kills. Jon posted them on his website for awhile. Recently, I decided to make a Crack Kills website, so I'm posting five out of 40 of them per week.

Sunday, March 19, 2006

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Friday, March 17, 2006

Little Time

Yeah, uh, sorry. I haven't had much time to write my own stuff so I just copy and pasted a bunch of stuff together. In the meantime, here's something to keep you entertained.

Saturday, March 11, 2006

A real event that really happened

So today I flew into Salt Lake and out of Portland at 7:30am. I had to get up at 5:30am to get to the airport on time. I usually don’t get up that early, so that was somewhat different. I was not too tired, so it wasn’t too bad I guess. It was pretty icy though, had to take it easy on 205 to the airport. We had some stuff at the place we used to live, so we went over and picked it all back up. We fed our chickens, which we had to give up(we fear the neighborhood cats would kill them) and talked to Rob some. Rob purchased a new laptop that I dub the “Toshiba Bling.” Its pretty nice.

Then I realized, the Roy rocks dude needed the rock sign, because if he is rockin to Roy, he has it up. I rap in the shower. I have, in my head a few dozen songs which I think I might record sometime. They have mostly been stuff about Christianity and death. I am not sure why those two topics have been running around in my mind lately. They are not terribly funny, nor do they make sense. But I was in a pretty odd mood last night. I think I might make some more, it was fun to write these up. It is a very interesting video, so instead of watching some T.V. show about models who try to pass as real people that get into odd situations that are too hilarious, take a dose of music history. Though I warn you, unlike the latest NBC super awesome new reality emergency room drama featuring wisecracking interns and staff, this video actually caters to a point.

And it turns out that I posted before I checked… Boing Boing. Oh well at least I did not post about my sweet new money laudering scheme I am taking part in with some cool people in Nigeria! Getting free content is not too hard, you just have to look for it. Now some might find that interesting, but if I was reading my blog, I would have tuned out after Mickey Mouse promised pro-killing nonsense.

Anyways, just wanted to step back and paint the fun picture that was yesterday. Rush our is upon us, so it was slow goings.

So our new goats name is Teresa, but I call it Goatwich. OK, now its not Goatwich as in sandwich, I am not thinking of this goat as food. If you have seen the totally rad-ass movie enemy mine, then it would make sense. OK, still doesn’t make sense and you have seen enemy mine? OK, well the alien dude in enemy mine that Louis Gosset Jr. played called the human dude that Dennis Quaid played “darwich.” So, before we had decided on Teresas name, I called her Goatwich, so to me, it stuck. Anyways, Goatwich it is.

Oh right, and if you have never seen Enemy Mine, WATCH IT! Its basically an allegory to racism, but this one has a few spaceship dog fights, laser guns, hostile planets and slave traders! Seriously, its like Driving Mrs. Daisy except with aliens and laser guns! Oh and I think we all wanted to see Mrs. Daisy get offed with a turbo-x-quasar-blaster. Anyways, Enemy Mine good, watch it.

Oh, Mike, when I was at George Fox, a janitor had a delorian. Almost everyday I would pass this seriously cool car. As far as I am concerned, they are the coolest cars ever made. If I was ever able to ride one and make it to 88, I do believe that might be one of the coolest things ever.

*All above content is borrowed from jdodson.org

Thursday, February 16, 2006

Thursday

Tuesday, January 31, 2006

Jon's Blog

Here is an advertizement for Jons blog.

Note from the future:  This link has been inactive for a long time. (And in that time, I've learned how to use possessive apostrophes.) Jon does not wish the original video to be re-uploaded, so instead, I linked it to a video he made around the same time, featuring his friend, Rob, getting a drink of water.

Tuesday, January 17, 2006

Monday, January 16, 2006

The Best Blond Joke Ever

Alright, I was trying to think of something to update my blog with earlier. Well, I finally found something. This is THE best blond joke I've ever heard. I was rolling so hard I almost choked to death on my #11 from Carl's Jr. So anyway, here's the link.

The best blonde joke ever

Note from the future: The original link, and subsequent links, no longer exist. Basically, it was a chain of links, all claiming to link to "The Best Blonde Joke", and then linking to the next page which claims to link to "The Best Blond Joke" continually, forever. Almost no trace of this joke, which mostly operated from Live Journal, still exists on on the internet, today. So, I've redirected the link, to an article which discusses this old forgotten meme, with a slightly different take.

Monday, December 26, 2005

Wednesday, December 21, 2005

It's the most holly jolly time of the year



Alright, so a lot of people have been talking about this "attack on Christmas", like that wack-job, Bill O'Reilly. Basically, they're taking the whole politically correct bullshit, x-mas, holiday trees, happy holidays, things that imply Christmas, without actually using the word, and calling it an attack. Well, today I'm starting, the Official War on Christmas. That's right. Everywhere I go this time of year, I feel like I'm trying to eek my way through one of Rush Limbaugh's arteries. People have been complaining about this insanity we call Christmas for years, yet everybody just keeps going along with it. Why? It's time for a better world people, and one step is the removal of this vile holiday.

Now don't go starting calling Christmas trees, holiday trees as part of your attack on Christmas. We're not a bunch of rebellious teenagers here, we've gotta be productive. But if that's what you prefer to call it, go ahead, I could give a shit what word you use for an underdeveloped pine tree.

Also, don't start bashing Christmas because it's a disguised pagan holiday, either. Who cares. What did pagans ever do to you?

Now I know there's a lot of people who go through this because they want their kids to experience the same happy memories that they had. So go ahead. Give your kids happy memories, and make it special. You don't have to zombetize yourself every year in order to do this. And for those of you who want to celebrate the birth of Christ, celebrate the birth of Christ. Set up a pre-pubescent pine in the living room if you want.

But don't complain if you're just gonna keep going through with it the way it is. You're the one who's deciding to do it, so stop. Don't do it. Doooon't do it. Don't make me turn this car around. You're just gonna keep doing it aren't you? Ah well. Enjoy.

Monday, December 19, 2005

Superstar of the Week is Don Polinski



Superstar of the Week is back. This week, we're featuring Don Polinski, the only result in Yahoo image search from a name I thought of off the top of my head. Thank you, random citizen, for your outstanding citizenry.

Friday, December 16, 2005

Exam Time

Man, these days I'm trying to complicate the spelling of things. When I was writing the subject line for this, I couldn't think of how to spell "exam". I kept wanting to spell it "exame" and "examn", so I finally found the word exam, and I was like, "duh, could it be simpler?" Then, last night, I was writing an e-mail, and I spelled "teacher", as "teature". I was like "Wait, that doesn't look right". So I had to think about it, "Oh yeah, teacher, someone who teaches." It was kind of wierd.

Anyways, here are some more links. I thought they were funny.

Tim's Chemistry Exam

Fun things to do during an exam

Wednesday, December 14, 2005

Spirituality and Sexuality

Well, just put in my two weeks notice at work on Monday so I can go to school full time next term. Sweet. Anyways, here's an article that I thought was pretty cool.

Integrating Spirituality and Sexuality

Tuesday, December 13, 2005

Store Wars

Organic food vs Chemically grown (yet another Star Wars parody)

Store Wars

Thursday, December 08, 2005

I love public education

I just posted this on the ********* forum, thought I'd use it to revitalize my blog.

I agree. Public education is a joke. When I was in highschool, I was lazy, didn't care, rarely did my homework, and when I did, I copied out of the back of the book. Now that I've been out for a while and I know what I want to do, and am choosing to do it myself, I'm working on my PHD and I'm doing great. I know all the public service people would hate me because they want to hear, "Work hard in school if you want to amount to anything." but what happens in high school means jack shit to the rest of your life. I knew people who were in the advanced IB programs and today they're just your average joe "workin for the man". Their grades and all their advanced programs were meaningless.

As far as the content of public education, that's a joke as well. Not that there's anything wrong with learning algebra or history(I myself enjoy history), but this is not fundamental shit that people need to be learning at the beginning of life. What people need to learn is how to handle their emotions, their bodies, their minds. What's the point of teaching the periodic table when so many people don't even know how to manage their lives without anti-depressants.

And when kids get bored and have more interesting things going through their minds while they're sitting there, they're given drugs to turn them into zombies for the whole day.

People are so programmed to believe in the importance of this education system. But then again, that's really all this education system is, programing people how to fit into society, how to impress their second parents, after they outgrow their first parents.

If you want to teach people, take them out into the world and let them actually experience being alive. Don't pack them into little rooms where all they're gonna learn is how to live inside their heads. Then, when they actually know themselves and what they want out of life, they can choose what they want to study. 

Note from the distant future: Do good in school...

and subscribe to my videos, which don't infact exist yet in December of 2005. But they will. So subscribe to them when they do...

and do good in school.

Note from the more distant future: Do *well in school.

Monday, November 07, 2005

Wednesday, November 02, 2005

Tuesday, November 01, 2005

Nosferatu


Alright, I have something to talk about today that's very frightening. Vampires. Yes, they're out there, and they're very real. These monsters don't drink blood, however, they drain your energy. These vile creatures are called, aloofs. Yes, aloofs are very seductive beasts who can appear very charming and playful, when they want something from you. Be careful around these things, they will not cling to you, rather, you will find yourself clinging to them, seeking their approval. They will make it appear as if something is wrong with you, but don't listen. They appear innocent and can be hard to detect, so ,when you feel the tugging at your midline, the only thing you can do is walk away. Don't give in to the temptation of trying to "open them up". That's right, this threat is out there, so be careful.