Football season ended with the mother of all upsets, upsetting to all but most football fans, of course. Dr. Ernie will not devote much more blog space to any more discussion about the game...since he still finds himself stopping in the middle of the day to once again realize what gloriousness occurred that Sunday.
However...in all the babble about the commercials, because our lives have been reduced to rooting for company ad campaigns, nobody pointed out how honest the Coca Cola commercial featuring Bill Frist and James Carville was.
Here were two guys, Frist with his red tie and flag pin, Carville with his blue tie and no flag pin (he probably hates America), going nose to nose, trying to find something they agree on.
Eventually, 30 or so seconds later, they do find something to agree on: Coca Cola.
The taste? The seductive red and white logo? The sexy bottle? Or the fact that politicians on both sides of the aisle really do agree that sucking big, fat corporate Cokes is a good thing, all the time, any time. Forget ideology, go drain a Coke.
It was honest, though I'm sure the people who made it didn't design it that way. It was an afront to anyone paying attention...if they weren't in a Coke stupor by halftime (Dr. Ernie preferred lager).
Indeed, this Coke is for you, America. They drink it down, smile, and walk off together, finding that they really are on the same side. As they waltzed off into the sunset, I thought I heard them whisper in unison: Go fuck yourself, America!
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you know you're getting up there.
Hundred bucks is a hundred bucks
I know you. I know who you are. You're a Greek guy named Nick. You live in Brooklyn, near the water. Your building has a green awning and is flanked on each side by balconies. You live on the fourth floor. You're witty and intelligent. A gifted writer and speaker. You scoff at most political discussions because they're premised on the false belief that we have a two party system. You read a lot and you love football and horror flicks. And 80's music. You're pessimistic, but not beyond being pleasantly surprised.
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