How would you feel if a man
with a smiling sun on a suitcase knocked on your door? I know I’d hide in the
bathroom and hope they’d go away, but what if you’re curious and have time
to kill? Would you invite the smiley salesman and his smiley sun into your
house? Probably not… We are continually bombarded with advertising on TV, and
radio and newspapers and billboards and the internet, so I've decided to give
you a brake this time and aim my advertising at the sun.
The Early American Indians
could never understand the concept of buying or selling land, yet real estate
agents buy and sell the ground we walk on. Water
was once free.
Not anymore. How could anyone put a price tag on water?
How about
air?
Who pays for clean air? We all do? In the future we’ll each carry our own
container of compressed air. We'll continue to spend our lives exchanging green pieces of
paper in the hope of someday passing through the pearly gates and entering the
Promised Land. Have you ever wondered what you’ll do if you had everything you
ever dreamed of?
I bet you'd go to Mickey Ds and get a QUARTER POUNDER with tomato and bacon?? I thought so. Make’s you hungry just thinking
about it. Right?
Our lives revolve around
advertising, working, and buying the products we make so that we can pay taxes
for the privilege to be alive. We wander far from the roots and the path
home becomes more difficult every day. We are creatures of habit
mesmerized by the advertising industry and we no longer see the light before us,
not because the sun is too bright but because it's not for sale. We need more
solar energy in our diet.
The Early American Indians
could never understand the concept of buying or selling land, yet real estate
agents buy and sell the ground we walk on. 
