It Was Just a Normal Sunday Afternoon Until the Phone Rang and the Smell of Noodles Wafted In….

It’s  interesting when you get a very superficial and incomplete vision of other cultures through looking up Youtube videos to fill up the time you spend dicking about feeling sorry for yourself and generally making a lifetime marathon of procrastination. Do people in Korea really tolerate all these never ending peace signs, forced frolicking, and uncomfortable linking of sexuality with pre-pubescent imagery?

But then it forces you to think of how our culture is represented, and you realize that television should never be an indicator of anything. For instance, if someone who had never stepped foot in America were to see Tyra Banks shouting at hundreds of hyperventilating women while shaking her barely withheld rack about you would be terrified.

I actually just picked that example because I thought I could make the best joke about Tyra and mentioning breasts will probably get me more hits (wait, ignore that, they say a magician should never reveal their methodology!) but it is a very interesting juxtaposition. One can only imagine if Tyra were to come face to face with the prancing, noodle-loving girls of the ad they would attempt to bow politely but then she would start yelling about how cute and loveable they are and then hug them one by one, smothering them with her overwhelming brand of  accepting sisterly love until they all passed out in a heap of pigtails and spindly limbs, whimpering for mercy (of course, this would all be in sync with possible harmonizing also).

~ by aconno on October 1, 2009.