I wish we said “fancy” in America. As in, “I fancy you.” It’s such a more agreeable term than “I have a crush on you.” What’s a crush? Like, I AM A BOA CONSTRICTOR AND I AM GOING TO IMMOBILIZE YOU WITH MY MISPLACED AND OBSESSIVE AFFECTION. “I fancy you” is like, you’re so shiny and glittery and I just want to put you on a shelf and look at you for a while ‘cause you’re fancy.
So I’m reading this article for my class and it’s making so much sense that it almost makes me want to cry. I mean, this is our society.
"Ads have long promised us a better relationship via a product: buy this and you will be loved. But more recently they have gone beyond that proposition to promise us a relationship with the product itself: buy this and it will love you. The product is not so much the means to an end, as the end itself.”
"Because of the pervasiveness of this kind of message, we learn from childhood that it is far safer to make a commitment to a product than to a person, far easier to be loyal to a brand. Many end up feeling romantic about material objects yet deeply cynical about other human beings."
"The addict is the ideal consumer. Ten per cent of drinkers consume over sixty per cent of all the alcohol sold."
“Oh, well, you were feeling so upset and depressed…. so I got you surgery to change your face and voice and then hypnosis so you wouldn’t remember your first love and then we created some new ‘memories’ for you. Too bad your first love came back and won’t stop fighting for you even though you don’t remember him and everyone thinks he’s crazy because no one has proof that you’re even related to your old identity.”—Anime