Stupid, Stupid, Stupid (Not Me…)
And not you.
There’s this stupid commercial that starts with two stupid women at a stupid spa, wearing stupid white terrycloth robes. Now, to show that the makers of this commercial do not think that just white women are stupid, one of the stupid women is black.
It starts out with the white woman saying that the product, some kind of stupid chocolate thing, is like zen wrapped in karma. She’s so stupid that she can’t even use those words in their Western, everyday, nothing-like-the-original-Buddhist-and-Hindu-meanings meanings (sic).
Then, then - God help us all - she states, as a male attendant walks by, that eating this product is like Dating A Masseuse Good. In front of the male attendant. Since it’s just a little too kinky to actually be in a commercial aimed at the obvious demographic during daytime television and prime time, I have to go back to my chosen adjective for this post to describe it; Stupid, Stupid, Stupid. Is she trying to entice him or trying to let him know that she’d rather date the masseuse? (Doesn’t she know that terry cloth isn’t sexy? Even wet terrycloth? Her robe isn’t wet, I’m just saying.)
I mean seriously, when they were writing this commercial and as the script and then the production were going through twenty different hands and minds, was the Stupid Filter made of used toilet paper? Seriously. Okay, not seriously. But seriously.
Still not as bad as Star Trek: Enterprise, though.
A short time after the writing of the above, I thought to google “dating a masseuse good.” Small world.