It’s only a few days to Christmas. It was supposed to be the season of goodwill to all men when I was a kid. Now it’s the season for fulfilling the desires fuelled by a merciless commercial engine, whatever the cost to the consumer. I thought about the difference between the needs of people and their artificially accumulated desires, and came up with this.
America has a number of advertising geniuses. These are people who can convince you that you cannot exist without something that wasn’t even available until yesterday. They have worked very hard at creating assumptions over the years. They don’t ask me if I have a car, they ask me what kind of car I have. They don’t ask me whether I watch TV, they ask me my favorite programs. I haven’t watched TV since 1950, when I saw it was becoming a method of mind control. And that was in Britain, with the BBC.





