Carl’s Jr.

I have never liked Carl’s Jr. commercials. No, I don’t want to watch someone disgustingly shove a burger in his face while the messy meal gets all over the place. There’s one in rotation right now that’s particularly annoying for another reason. Two pretty receptionists are sitting in a swanky office, eating Carl’s Jr. breaded chicken tenders. One asks the other, “So why did you leave your job at Carl’s Jr?” She replies that it was just too much work; they make you hand bread the chicken tenders! Meanwhile, the phone is ringing off the hook in the background. The receptions finally stare at it and say, “That is so annoying.”

What the heck? Is this what’s wrong with my generation, aka Generation Me? God forbid anyone actually lift a finger and take pride in their work, whether it be breading chicken, answering phones, or performing heart surgery. Sure, some jobs are more glamourous than others, but you can take pride in any work, because you are providing a product or service for someone that wants or needs it, and you’re providing for yourself.

I can guarantee you that a girl that is too lazy to bread chicken will never get a recommendation good enough to land a swanky office receptionist gig in today’s economy. Why even imply that it’s possible? Stupid commercial.

Nissan Leaf

This commercial for the new electric Leaf is a special kind of dumb. A polar bear climbs out of the Arctic waters and travels to Any Town, USA to give a big ol’ bear hug to the driver of a Nissan Leaf.

Obviously, the first thing wrong with this commercial is that polar bears don’t hug you. They kill you. And eat you. And not necessarily in that order. The second thing is that the commercial assumes that humans are responsible for climate change, which is a total crock. The third thing that bugs the heck out of me is the false idea that electric cars will actually be better for the environment than efficient fuel-powered vehicles. Sure, they use electricity instead of yucky gasoline, but think about where electricity comes from. Power plants. Over half the energy produced in our country is from coal. Dirty, dirty coal. If that polar bear really believed that carbon emissions were threatening his life, he should smack that dude for buying a coal-powered car instead of an efficient gasoline powered one.

Never mind. He’d do that no matter what. Because he’s a bear that kills and eats things.