Thursday, January 4, 2007
Three of a kindPicture of Enforcement episode taken at 01:00.
Tags: enforcement, liverpool street station, london, police
Examining the damage
Picture of Enforcement episode taken at 01:00.
Tags: enforcement, london, moorgate, police, south place
Picture of Enforcement episode taken at 01:00.
Tags: enforcement, london, moorgate, police, south place
Swing round
Picture of Enforcement episode taken at 01:00.
Tags: enforcement, london, moorgate, police, south place
Picture of Enforcement episode taken at 01:00.
Tags: enforcement, london, moorgate, police, south place
Meeting at Moorgate
Picture of Enforcement episode taken at 01:00.
Tags: enforcement, london, moorgate, police, south place
Picture of Enforcement episode taken at 01:00.
Tags: enforcement, london, moorgate, police, south place
What exactly is the message here?
Outrage noticed and scheduled for inclusion in Igor’s rants at 11:04.
Tags: ad, advert, advertisement, advertising, hoarding, lcd, lcd tv, liverpool street station, london, samsung, tv
Outrage noticed and scheduled for inclusion in Igor’s rants at 11:04.
Tags: ad, advert, advertisement, advertising, hoarding, lcd, lcd tv, liverpool street station, london, samsung, tv
Here's the latest stroke of advertising genius from Samsung, or whichever bunch of clearly peerless copywriting wizards they throw their money at:
"Imagine an LCD TV that's as brilliant off as it is on".
Seriously, what do you people take us for? You openly admit that the content available through the device you're attempting to convince us to exchange our hard-earned cash for is so stultifyingly poor that the damn thing may as well be left switched off, for all the difference doing otherwise would make, and you expect us to collapse into a swoon of gratitude?
I ask you.
"Imagine an LCD TV that's as brilliant off as it is on".
Seriously, what do you people take us for? You openly admit that the content available through the device you're attempting to convince us to exchange our hard-earned cash for is so stultifyingly poor that the damn thing may as well be left switched off, for all the difference doing otherwise would make, and you expect us to collapse into a swoon of gratitude?
I ask you.
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