Things We Hate

[JimJams]

Meadow. That's the username I'm thinking of, she posted up the thread about blood donation. And she's a blue (site supporter) so I've confused the two of you. Well you both begin with an 'M' so that's enough for me.

 

[Pagnell]

The wife swanning off on Friday to a hen weekend jolly in Brighton and leaving me to deal with the kids. Fucking outrageous, I tell you. Especially when it's costing me near £500 for the privilege.

 

[mowgli]

Meadow. That's the username I'm thinking of, she posted up the thread about blood donation. And she's a blue (site supporter) so I've confused the two of you. Well you both begin with an 'M' so that's enough for me.

Plus i posted in the blood donation thread,a mistake easily made

 

[The Paranoid Pineapple]

Storm Barney. I'm sorry, I know we have slight DEARTH of natural disasters in the UK and we have to be SOMEWHAT IMAGINATIVE, but I really do not think I approve of the concept of naming c*** STORMS. Hurricanes and cyclones and cool menacing things have earned the right to be named but not this guy. At least Barney is an APPROPRIATELY RUBBISH name I SUPPOSE.

 

[Pagnell]

Some of the coverage of the Paris attacks. The events of the past 4-5 days are terrible, and it's fantastic that so many nations have come together to condemn what happened. And perhaps this is unfair, but I can't help but get the impression that some of the main news networks are less than disappointed about it all behind the scenes. Almost as if they're gleeful about the fact they have another reason to peddle their favourite news agenda 24 hours a day. Fear.

 

[Dr Mantis Toboggan]

i feel people's tendency to anthropomorphise and homogenise corporate entities a bit odd. a media conglomerate can't be happy with tragedy, because it's not a unified entity. it's a collection of people, some good, honest, hard-working folk. some c***. tragedy may suit the company, yeah, they may get more airtime. but i can't see it being the line between boom and bust. it's like life insurance i guess, their job is to react to tragedy. their money comes from tragedy. doesn't mean there's an element of glee to it, more a grim acceptance that that's the way the world is. i don't imagine anyone is happy with these events aside from the most absolutely callous capitalists. and employees of fox

 

[HertsWolf]

i feel people's tendency to anthropomorphise and homogenise corporate entities a bit odd. a media conglomerate can't be happy with tragedy, because it's not a unified entity. it's a collection of people, some good, honest, hard-working folk. some c***. tragedy may suit the company, yeah, they may get more airtime. but i can't see it being the line between boom and bust. it's like life insurance i guess, their job is to react to tragedy. their money comes from tragedy. doesn't mean there's an element of glee to it, more a grim acceptance that that's the way the world is. i don't imagine anyone is happy with these events aside from the most absolutely callous capitalists. and employees of fox

Many corporations very closely reflect the opinion of the chairman/founder/CEO/owners (take your pick).
A corporation may not be a homogenous entity, but its outlook, its attitude, its style or editorial policy certainly can be.

Your last three words gave away that you don't really truly buy in to the first part of what you wrote anyway

 

[Pagnell]

Stupid, nonsensical, arty farty, pretentious perfume/aftershave adverts.

 

[spireite]

Stupid, nonsensical, arty farty, pretentious perfume/aftershave adverts.

You're going to make an fantastic old man.

 

[Christian Slater]

They're done to make the products and those that own them appear sophisticated. High end watch adverts do the same, as do expensive car manufacturers.

 

[JoeJoeJoeJoe]

They're done to make the products and those that own them appear sophisticated. High end watch adverts do the same, as do expensive car manufacturers.

That is generally how marketing works yes.

 

[Christian Slater]

Fuck off, Joe.

 

[TomPNE94]

You're going to make an fantastic old man.

going to?

 

[Pagnell]

Indeed, I am fantastic.

An example of the shite I'm talking about.

 

[HertsWolf]

South West Trains. Everything about them. Fucking useless. Don't even know where to begin with this shower of crap. I would rather the next franchise is given to a JV of Sarah Palin, Mao Tse Tung, Enron and Martin McGuiness.

 

[Martino Knockavelli]

^^^

That one was directed by James Gray, and is a pseudo-sequel to an earlier campaign by Martin Scorsese (who adores this stuff, and surely could not have needed the cash or the opportunity, either). Both are melanges of shots and ideas from Fellini, Antonioni, Bertolucci, etc. There is certainly something deeply unpleasant about the re-purposing of a formerly radical aesthetic in the service of advertising, and in marketing's (and really capital's) boundless capacity for sucking the joy and the sublime and the art out of everything. In the way that it commodifies and co-opts any possible gesture or thought, negates and nullifies and neuters everything from works of vaulting genius to minute (but no less meaningful) human interactions. But it is hardly unique to aftershave adverts. Which causes me to conclude that your animus is not with the advert per se, but with the aesthetic therein. That nested within your argument is the contention that Fellini, Antonioni, Bertolucci etc are really the purveyors of the "stupid, nonsensical, arty farty [and] pretentious". Which is confirmation, if ever more were needed, that you are culturally benighted, imaginatively bereft, and possessed of a head full of sawdust.

 

[Pagnell]

Which would perhaps be a point worthy of note, had I indicated it was unique to aftershave adverts.

 

[Pagnell]

South West Trains. Everything about them. Fucking useless. Don't even know where to begin with this shower of crap. I would rather the next franchise is given to a JV of Sarah Palin, Mao Tse Tung, Enron and Martin McGuiness.

Could be pretty much replaced with any train provider in this country if we're honest. The whole rail network is a joke, particularly how a little bit of wind or a few leaves ending up on the line brings things to a halt. I have gotten into work late every day this week, thanks to their inability to deal with the elements. One of the most irritating things is the criteria which needs to be met before any compensation gets paid out. There has to be a 30 minute delay in leaving your station before you can get anything, and even then it's a tiny proportion of your ticket price. Most other European countries pay far less for their fair, for a vastly superior service, and get a refund for a small delay. I believe in Japan they get a full refund if the train is more than two minutes late.

 

[spireite]

^^^

That one was directed by James Gray, and is a pseudo-sequel to an earlier campaign by Martin Scorsese (who adores this stuff, and surely could not have needed the cash or the opportunity, either). Both are melanges of shots and ideas from Fellini, Antonioni, Bertolucci, etc. There is certainly something deeply unpleasant about the re-purposing of a formerly radical aesthetic in the service of advertising, and in marketing's (and really capital's) boundless capacity for sucking the joy and the sublime and the art out of everything. In the way that it commodifies and co-opts any possible gesture or thought, negates and nullifies and neuters everything from works of vaulting genius to minute (but no less meaningful) human interactions. But it is hardly unique to aftershave adverts. Which causes me to conclude that your animus is not with the advert per se, but with the aesthetic therein. That nested within your argument is the contention that Fellini, Antonioni, Bertolucci etc are really the purveyors of the "stupid, nonsensical, arty farty [and] pretentious". Which is confirmation, if ever more were needed, that you are culturally benighted, imaginatively bereft, and possessed of a head full of sawdust.

Amazing.

 

[AFCB_Mark]

Pags, if you're shooting for a combination of Victor Meldrew and Father Jack - you're seemingly about spot on.

South West Trains. Everything about them. Fucking useless. Don't even know where to begin with this shower of crap. I would rather the next franchise is given to a JV of Sarah Palin, Mao Tse Tung, Enron and Martin McGuiness.

As a forcibly regular SWT user, I'm sad enough to write emails of complaints to them when they piss me off, and it means I usually have a regular supply of vouchers to use to purchase future journeys.

Although I admit that trying to use a voucher to buy a train ticket these days is a pain, and means tracking down one of the last remaining ticket offices in the entire country that actually contains a human being.

 

[JaseTheVillain]

Christ we even have one of them in Walsall, Mark. A real person and shit!

 

[Pagnell]

Pags, if you're shooting for a combination of Victor Meldrew and Father Jack - you're seemingly about spot on.

Merely insults met with insults, it's all a bit of fun.

 

[mnb089mnb]

Christ we even have one of them in Walsall, Mark. A real person and shit!

I refuse to believe there are real people in Walsall. Sounds implausible to me.

 

[Harrier94]

I refuse to believe there are real people in Walsall. Sounds implausible to me.

I can confirm real people exist is Walsall as my mom was born there unless.... i'm not real

 

[AFCB_Mark]

I can confirm real people exist is Walsall as my mom was born there unless.... i'm not real

Inception 2, set in Walsall. Coming to a cinema near you soon.

 

[Martino Knockavelli]

^^^

The specificity of your complaint was unambiguous. You did not object to wacky payday loan adverts, or matey broadband campaigns, nor bathetically sentimental Google/Apple commercials that seek to position their companies as vectors of love, happiness, friendship and familial relationships. No - the object of your critique was the "arty farty", the "pretentious", the "nonsensical". It's the Alty-ean condition - Why not just stick with a nice mature cheddar? The Decisive Moment as a function of CMOS speeds. It doesn't even have a story. He only paints like that because he can't do realistic stuff. Why yes I do have Peter F Hamilton's entire back catalogue (and in matching editions, too). Who does he think he is? He's just pretending to like it anyway. And on and on and on. Forever and ever. The insidious insistence that everyone else must be as leaden as you. Existence as inkblot test.

 

[Pagnell]

Going for a pint with you must be a right fucking laugh.

 

[Christian Slater]

The adverts with ukuleles strumming, whistling, jingly sounds and some wet-flannelled gimp narrating over the top can go to hell.

 

[Whitechapel]

Going for a pint with you must be a right fucking laugh.

Especially if you're not going to be the person you're expected to be anymore.

 

[HertsWolf]

The adverts with ukuleles strumming, whistling, jingly sounds and some wet-flannelled gimp narrating over the top can go to hell.

Segue to 300 pretentious words on ukuleles and gimps by Martin Knockavelli in a style that appears clever and literate but is really just pompous shite.