It's Just Greenwash
It's everywhere! Eco-green is the new shade of marketing this season and almost every magazine, newspaper and TV talk show is jumping on the environmental bandwagon to demonstrate that they are serious about the issue of severe climate change and impending global upheaval that is predicted to result from the lack of any country doing much of anything serious about it.
Nowhere is this clarion call for action demonstrated to really be more of a gleeful cackle of corporate executives ringing up profits than in the latest Vanity Fair "2nd Annual Green Issue" sporting on its cover a striking pose of a Leonardo DiCaprio who is so hot the ice he is standing on is actually melting under his feet. Next to him is the cute polar bear cub Knut, Berlin's rock star of endangered species, who is generating controversy on his own as Animal Rights activists call for his execution due to his being raised by humans instead of his mother.
What gives away the real agenda of the Vanity Fair senior honchos isn't the horde of sexually oriented advertisements selling the scents, clothes, jewelry and cars you will need to generate the animal magnetism necessary to attract men and women of the caliber of desirability shown in the layouts. No, we all know that advertising revenue is the bread and butter of these magazines. Without it we won't be able to have articles like Jungle Law, Global Citizens and Quiet Thunder in this edition. What really gives it away is the disgusting Diesel "Global Warming Ready" ads beginning on page 173.
In the first ad a sexy young woman drives a motorboat loaded with shopping bags away from a partially submerged London. Her pouty lips and firm inner thighs convey a sense of consumer confidence that overcomes even the inconveniences of global warming. In the next ad a man and woman share an intimate glass of water on a sun drenched roof with a submerged Manhattan skyline in the background. In the final ad a man smears sunscreen on a woman embracing a palm tree on a beach while the eyes of Mount Rushmore presidents peer just above the waves.
How can Vanity Fair allow this kind of advertising in a "Green" issue? Because the green is the shade of money and the editors at this magazine have no standards which prevent accepting advertising money from a company named Diesel of all things, that promotes "successful living" in the form of dressing in expensive denim, unbuttoned shirts and preparing to fornicate while the rest of the world slowly sinks below the raising water.
Remember, nothing says debauchery quite like Diesel!



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