by dAvE@whenthenewsstops
So I'm watching my usual hour of news this Sunday morning on the tv (I know the tv is evil, but I like to keep up with what's being programmed into everyone). Anyway, after the cycle on all news channels had begun to repeat itself I switched to a film on another channel, which inevitably led to an advert break.
An advert for visiting Ireland came on, as I was born there I began to run away in my head, thinking of getting a driver's license and visiting sacred sites of interest to me, the trip began running away in my head as the advert rolled onto something for a bank, my fantasy of a trip extended further than Ireland and onto other sacred sites around the world.
Then, as the next advert came on a slow, horrified realisation came over me. The advert was for a car company, a guy was planning his trip around sites in his favourite book, up pops the Louvre Pyramid, then on he goes through London, and finally up to Rosslyn Chapel in Scotland.
That's right, this guy's favourite book was the Da Vinci code.
I felt like the television was laughing at me.
That was when I realised my thought process was being led.
I turned off the tv.
I'm going to read a book now...