
My aunt Grace is a lovely lady. Senile, crazy, nuts, out of touch, sure, but lovely. My daughter and I went to visit her last week and she put out of a bowl of snacks. Now, you may ask what my aunt would put out for snacks. You may not, because experience would make Chips pop into your mind and you’d think the question redundant. Possible, and to further expand your thoughts, other items might include, popcorn, nuts, veggies and the ever-popular chocolate candy. All of these choices are tasty and very likely to be found in the average snack bowl. Also, I agree that most normal people think of these items first when choosing a snack. Unfortunately, as I mentioned, my aunt is not normal and if you selected any of these you would have been horribly wrong.
My aunt filled, and set in front of us, a bowl of Frosted Flakes. Why? I don’t know. Perhaps she feels they are the perfect snack because they are, and I quote, Grrreaaaaaaat. Frankly I don’t think too much of them. On the other hand, if Tony The Tiger tells me something is great who am I to argue? In case you don’t know what Frosted Flakes are, they’re called Frosties in much of Europe and in Mexico they’re known as Zucaritas, which translates to Sugaries in English. No matter what you like to call them, I wouldn’t call them finger food. Especially after you put milk on them. Don’t worry, Aunt Grace stopped short of that.
The reason I mention all of this is that after the bowl was left, the three of us had a conversation about Tony the mascot. Aunt Grace knew the tiger from her youth. Back then, the sugary flakes were advertised as Big Flakes of Corn with a secret, toasted-in, frosting. In my day they were made from a secret formula, fortified with essential vitamins, and minerals, and were part of a nutritious breakfast. How stupid did we have to be to believe sugar frosting was nutritious? I’m not sure, but we also believed that powder-blue tuxedos looked good, and it was just fine to have a rock for a pet. I never said I understood it, but I’m sure drugs were involved. My daughter sees the tiger as an Italian-American world-class, all-around athlete, mountain biking and skateboarding all over the world, because the flakes give you energy to accomplish the impossible. I’ll admit, it’s a good sugar rush, but winning the Olympics takes training, not a bowl of overly sweet cereal in the morning.
The real story is that the flakes were actually created as a health food, by Dr. John Harvey Kellogg. In 1897 he ran a sanitarium that promoted a vegan lifestyle. Does this mean all vegans belong in a sanitarium? Well, no, but if my cousin Fred gets on my case about eating burgers one more time, he’s going to need a hospital. I don’t know about plant-based diets, it’s his mouth that will lead him to very poor health. But I digress.
The cereal did great for fifty years until some clod chose to cover it in sugar. Why? Who knows? It seems silly to me. I mean who takes a great, well-performing product, covers it in sugar, then continues to sell it as health food. By the way, I don’t know about you, but when I throw sugar on my vegan food, a man-eating carnivore is not the first thing I think of. The only people who think like that are marketers.
In case you didn’t know, advertising men, and women, rule the world. Who else could turn a vicious tiger into a vegetarian promoting an unhealthy food as first a wonderful secret, then a nutritious meal, and lastly a sports fuel, all with out changing the product at all? Are we so stupid that we never saw the change? The answer is truly upsetting, and a resounding, Yes. Commercials run our daily lives. We listen to them as if they were handed down from the mountain with Moses and the Ten Commandments. Can’t you see the bearded man, in a tattered robe, climbing down from on high proclaiming, “These are the laws of The Great I Am, also Bernie’s Sandals are the best. Buy a pair today!”
Actually, I don’t think the idea of the commercial came from Up There, if you know what I mean. To me they seem more like the product from the other warmer place. You know, Texas. Advertising folks even did a stint telling us that toothpaste had sex-appeal. Yea Right! Whenever I go to the bar or pub, the first thing I say to a cute lady is always, “Hey baby, I wanna see you brush your teeth.” As an experiment I asked my brother to do just that. He got thrown out after the young lady hit him with pepper spray, which happened right after he got kicked in very a sensitive area. It’s no wonder that product isn’t around any longer. The slogan was just too dangerous.
The real problem with all of this is that the internet has not only removed all our fear of bad advertisements, we now crave them in our own creative work. This is how a new breed of rich, make their money. They are called influencers. They go on line and get people to watch their videos. Then when enough do they add commercials and ad companies pay them tons of money. An intelligent person would shun this practice in the name of hard work, and saving for retirement. But they don’t!! Folks are flocking to this business model. Everyone trying their best to be more stupid than the next guy, in the hopes of attracting the clicks of millions of likeminded morons.
I wish it weren’t so, but even I, the great and powerful Mr. Ohh! have looked into this very prospect. I rejected it at the last moment because I knew my followers were so far above the rest, they couldn’t stand my selling out like that. Actually, it was more because, to do this you have to become a Social Media expert. Frankly I still live in the dark ages where Twitter is birds singing, Tik Tok is heard from an analogue clock, Facebook is when you’re reading and can’t pull yourself away, Tumblr is someone who rolls on the ground, and Pinterest is, well, not even a word. The thought of being social on the internet seems to me to be like kissing through a screen door. It’s not the same and never will be.
In conclusion I’d like to say that I have a friend in radio, and he asked me to be his on-air crazy sidekick. I am called Captain Country, but that isn’t as important as who we got to sponsor our segment. Better than cereal, Captain Country is sponsored by Granny’s Eats.
When you get a hankering for a big plate of opossum gizzard’s, Granny’s is the place to go. Also remember, if you road-kill the opossum, and bring it in, Granny’ll only charge you half price. What a deal!!!
Yum Yum!!!

Thank you for laughing and Please read a little longer
Thank you all for laughing with me, but I need to be serious. Alpha-1 Antitrypsin Deficiency is a genetic disease which rots the liver and lungs. There is no cure. The only help for people is to have a weekly infusion of proteins to stop the spread. For the next few months I will be taking all my proceeds and donating them to the Alpha-1 Foundation who are searching for a cure to this horrible malady. You can give here or for more information go to Alpha-1.org Thanks for supporting world laughter, and finding a cure. Laugh On
$1.00
“Advertising folks” are like politicians: most of them have no conscience….but they’re very GOOD at getting you to spend money by telling you how much you can save.
LikeLiked by 3 people
When I was looking into this one i found there are master level courses in manipulation for marketers. I wanted to but couldn’t find a way to use that fact.
LikeLiked by 1 person
I believe I still have my Pet Rock somewhere. His name is Harvey. They really are easy to care for. He can sit, stay, roll, and attack. Plus, he is quiet with no clean-up.
LikeLiked by 3 people
OKAY Does your doctor know you talk to a rock?😂😂
LikeLiked by 1 person
You say this as though there was something wrong with talking to a pet rock.
LikeLiked by 2 people
The men in the white coats agree with you 😂🤣😂🤣
LikeLiked by 1 person
I’ll be happy to see those nice young men in their clean white coats…
LikeLiked by 1 person
I like it I wonder how many people will remember that 😂😂👍👍
LikeLiked by 1 person
“Especially after you put milk on them.” LOL. That’s so funny. I don’t know what powder blue is? Is it a dark blue or a light blue? LOL. I think I read a book about Dr. John Harvey Kellogg long ago–I vaguely remember. Did he also adopt many orphans and teach them scientific life style? I can’t remember what the book’s title is anymore. Maybe it is not about Kellogg. LOL.
LikeLiked by 2 people
It’s a sick light blue and yes he did adopt them to try to promote his ideas
LikeLiked by 1 person
I liked your comment “being social on the internet is like kissing through a screen door.” Great post.
LikeLiked by 3 people
Thanks
LikeLike
Believe it or not I got that from an old commercial
LikeLike
It can’t have been that old, then. I bet it was crafted by a dating service’s marketing department.
LikeLiked by 2 people
Nooooo Not marketing
LikeLiked by 1 person
Does this mean Tony the Tiger is a cereal killer? Could this be a force for good?…😂😂😂
LikeLiked by 4 people
Tony would never kill cereal He’s a vegan athletic healthy tiger now.
LikeLiked by 1 person
😳😀😀😀😀
LikeLiked by 1 person
I’m actually quite fond of Frosted Flakes. They used to be called Sugar Frosted Flakes but they dropped that.
LikeLiked by 1 person
I know they did it to promote a nutritious breakfast. They didn’t change the recipe mind you just the name
LikeLiked by 1 person
Same with Sugar Smacks, et. al.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Oh, that one’s easy: a sugar magnate who wants to expand his business cartel.
Good for you for resisting the urge to ‘marketize’. Advertising that uses sneaky psychological manipulation tricks to encourage folks to fritter away their rat-race-earned cash on stuff they don’t want and probably don’t need is the spawn of Satan (that is to say: almost all of it).
LikeLiked by 1 person
Wow Have I opened Pandora’s box?
LikeLiked by 1 person
There are so many insanely unhealthy things that we are told are healthy that people genuinely believe. By the way as a vegan just wanted to add that most vegan burgers are pretty unhealthy too so yeah. Like if you want to eat a vegan burger go for it but like it’s pretty bad for you too.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Just something to talk to Fred about…
LikeLiked by 1 person
Oh I will provided he stops talking long enough to let me say something
LikeLiked by 1 person
Just shove a vegan burger in his mouth…
LikeLiked by 1 person
Good plan
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thanks for the tip
LikeLiked by 1 person
Great post! It’s amazing how products stay the same over time and yet they change, or at least the advertising for it changes making us believe it has changed when it hasn’t. Marketers seem to treat the general public as if we have no brains at all. Loved the Granny’s Eats commercial too.😂😹
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thanks
LikeLiked by 1 person
Ohh’s my Gawd!
Great post!
Loved ever’ word, sentence, paragraph, and all points made in between.
Cheers!
We ARE living in Clownish times…
I just laugh at us, especially at myself.
“Frankly I still live in the dark ages where Twitter is birds singing, Tik Tok is heard from an analogue clock, Facebook is when you’re reading and can’t pull yourself away, Tumblr is someone who rolls on the ground, and Pinterest is, well, not even a word. The thought of being social on the internet seems to me to be like kissing through a screen door. It’s not the same and never will be.”
LikeLiked by 2 people
👍👍
LikeLike
?random sent me here, though I’ve been here before, and this time was just as entertaining as the first 🙂 Those ancient clips you’ve linked to are… quite incredible, particularly the ‘sexy toothpaste’ one. Hard to believe that folks fell for that, although, here we are decades later and the majority are still falling for equally ludicrous and should-be-banned claims by advertisers. Ho, hum.
?Random Raiders! report: the links are good (though the first is misplaced slightly, you missed the initial ‘B’. A very minor niggle, hardly worth mentioning.
This comment was brought to you courtesy of ?Random Raiders! 🙂
LikeLike
Pingback: *New* Even Mr. Ohh! Isn’t This Cheesy – Mr. Ohh!'s Sideways View