I mean really. Really?
Are you all so fucking basic that you gleefully buy into a marketing campaign so obvious that it hurts? I can’t tell you how often I’ve had to hear the phrase “Oh my God, I love Shark Week” over the course of my lifetime. It’d be one thing if it was like the Superbowl, you know, where people actually watch it.
The way people talk about Shark Week and the way it’s promoted have you thinking that everyone and their lame mother are taking off a week from work to watch the Discovery Channel and their terribly made shows.
They have cross promotions as well, with drinks, food, and websites. Shark Week. You’ve got to be fucking kidding me, right?
Who even owns a TV more that pays for cable that has Discovery Channel on it? Is this the same people who continue to watch CBS sitcoms? That would make sense, because the way people talk about Shark Week has them sounding like total fucking morons.
You can smell it a mile away, but everyone is in on the charade, so no one calls a bluff. To use the Superbowl as an example again, it would be as if the only thing people talked about in anticipation of the game went something like this:
“I can’t wait for the Superbowl, football is so cool.”
“Oh my God I love the Superbowl!”
“Do you know what time it’s on?”
“I used to watch the Superbowl all the time, it’s so great.”
“Football isn’t even one of my favorite sports, but I just love the Superbowl.”
It’s one of the most ripe examples that the general public displays when speaking in FOMO (Fear Of Missing Out). Everyone’s lied about this shit for so long that now they can’t admit that they don’t actually watch it.
Imagine talking about the bar down the street for years. The one you’ve never been to, but you hear it’s good and they have great signs. Conversation after conversation, when someone who recognizes your area says, “Oh, is that where Bar Name is?” you nodded excitedly and say “Yeah, I love Bar Name.” They’ve never been there, you’ve never been there, and one day….possibly….you’ll go there, and it will have shitty food and over priced drinks and you’ll wonder what the fuck you’ve been vouching for this whole time. The problem is, you can’t suddenly change your opinion, so now you rep it all the same, secretly hoping no one else ever goes there because they’ll realize you have shit taste and are probably a douchebag.