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Metaphorically Speaking

Starbucks is starting to look up. There seems to be another musical genre occupying the airwaves today. Kind of indie, kind of oldie…I even heard a little Bob Dylan. This could work. Besides, I brought my headphones for emergencies. I am, however, troubled by the poster next to me. It depicts three Starbucks “non-coffee” beverages (like mocha and coconut) floating in the sky, attached to kite strings. I fail to see the point of this advertisement. Why would Starbucks beverages ever be likened to kites? Perhaps I lack the requisite creativity to appreciate the poster, but I think it would have been cooler if the beverages were visually analogized to something a little more plausible. Like a river, or a swimming pool or something. Something with volume, something liquid. Something that does not fly through the air and get caught in trees.

I don’t think I’m wrong to be skeptical of this ad. Here’s why. Last night I was flipping the channels and came upon the final round of the Miss Universe pageant, which consisted of questions written by the contestants themselves (literate and everything!). One of the contestants was asked the following question: “If you could be either fire or water, what would you be?” The ever-analytical contestant answering the question, with a puzzled expression on her beautiful face, explained that she was “a girl with feelings,” and, since a girl is neither fire nor water, she could not understand how to possibly make such a decision. Ah, metaphor. So elusive a device among the strikingly beautiful. I wonder what she would have done if the judge had told her that she was “a delicate flower.” Perhaps she would have potted herself for display in his windowsill?

Thought of the Day: Why do they call it a “laptop computer” if when you attempt to place it directly on your lap your thighs suffer third degree burns? I’m guessing it’s because Gateway is an evil corporation. I’m just kidding, I love you Gateway. Kidding. Please don’t unleash your wrath or voodoo powers and make my computer die. I’m still mourning my flip-flops.

posted by Bekah at 12:28 PM :: |