Posted by
whatfur on Sunday, June 07, 2009 11:25:46 AM
Are any of you bothered by Miller beer commercials with the arrogant blimp beer truck driver pushing the rich vs everyone else mantra? God knows there are some whose characters are correctly portrayed in these commercials as “floppy-hat”,hoity-toity, elites who have never done an oz. of real work in their life, but give me a break. Does their drinking Miller (they wouldn’t be) really constitute the rest of us not being able to find a cold one for ourselves at a good price?
Is “the rich need to be bullied” theme here really good marketing? I assume it is selling as the theme with the blimp turned judge, jury, and executioner has been around for at least a couple years now. Anyone want to bet you could just as easily caricature the producer behind these commercials as some sniveling liberal?
Miller also figured prominently, if you remember, in the Pro-illegal alien rallys.
In any case, maybe one commercial with this theme is funny…but a couple years? Sorry…part of me wants to play the part of Polo grounds security where I have blimp boy cuffed, face down, next to his beer truck, in some recently dropped pile of horse apples with my knee on his back, and blimpy yelling in a high pitched voice, “Don’t taze me bro…Don’t taze me bro”…but thats just me.
Bottom line, using political propaganda to sell product does not sit well with me unless that product admits to being political. (Funny, this is the same reason I do not watch the network news)
Wait...maybe thats not the bottom line...Hey Miller! How about a commercial having Blimp-Boy crash through the back door of some crack house where there is a bunch of people hangin who also have never done an oz. of real work in their lives unless stealing, selling drugs, or leeching off their mommys, constitutes work. I can see it now, Blimp-Boy first walking through a kitchen and pointing his uniformed cronies to a couple cases in their brown bags still on the counter amongst dirty dishes and mice feces and below cupboards whose doors are all open because it was too much work to close them. He then bursts into the living room where a knee bumps a table full of mostly empty miller bottles, overfilled ashtrays, various baggies, a stack or recently stolen CDs, a 9MM and a wad of cash. A head lurches up from a bong, two 15yo girls sit on a couch with whoreish makeup and dark lines beneath their eyes, and 7 or so others are lying around in various states of consciousness with most holding a Miller or a cigarette, or both. There is a cooler next to the table with 5 bottles floating in cold water... Blimp-boy grabs one bottle from the hand of one miscreant just as he is about to open it and plops it in cooler. Almost in the same motion, he scoops the cooler up saying "No no no...ya'll just don't deserve the High Life...No no no". How about that? Wonder what their security guard will do?