I am really trying to. He is somewhat resistant to sisterly interference. But still I persist. Ex is a whole different story, but I try to support our son through this.
I think my mom must have seen those commercials, she would give us a baby aspirin and a glass of milk if we were upset or anxious about something. Don't know if it was the placebo affect, but it always seemed to help.
I think my mom must have seen those commercials, she would give us a baby aspirin and a glass of milk if we were upset or anxious about something. Don't know if it was the placebo affect, but it always seemed to help.
I watched an awful lot of TV in the ‘60’s and never saw any of those commercials, or any like them. A Black man with a white collar job? A boss questioning the authority of the Selective Service? A gay(?) teen defying his father? A university president listening respectfully to an SDS type with a haircut never seen on the tube until the Monkees? Sorry, but it looks like very well made satire to me.
I got that impression, too. For one thing, the part where the man with the gun very pointedly (but also carelessly) fires the damned thing off right next to his wife seems ridiculous.
As Sleepmonger points out in a reply upstream, the central character in the third episode is not feeling bad about having to fire someone. He is the head of the local draft board and he feels sorry about having to enforce a draft notice on a person who is needed at home. In keeping with the general premise of the series (that Bufferin can help people cope with the stresses of the various political and cultural conflicts of the late Sixties), this ad takes an oblique approach toward the Vietnam War, which was causing many headaches at the time.
I was draft-eligible then. There was a deferment available for sole surviving sons, so that guy's son could have gotten out of the draft. That wouldn't play well in the commercial, though.
In the Gun spot, at the end when the woman goes and sits down on the window seat with her son and they get all blurry: I truly hope they begin plotting how they’re gonna kill the asshole dad with the rifle.
Somehow we see in the past what we fail to recognize in the present. Mayo Clinic, most scientific:
Selective serotonin reuptake inhibitors (SSRIs)
This commonly prescribed type of antidepressant can help you overcome depression. Discover how SSRIs improve mood and what side effects they may cause. ... SSRIs may also be used to treat conditions other than depression, such as anxiety disorders.
It works for everybody! !Lets you down when you're up, brings you up when you're down!!
In the middle of the night I got to thinking about a solo protest I might consider, despite solo protests amounting to an old man yelling at the sky. The city-county partnership that had been running extreme weather shelters has collapsed. No staff on either side knows or will tell me why. My latest theory is that the county will not abide by one city Commissioner’s ban on city staff giving tents to homeless. So the county does it alone
So my plan is that on some near-freezing rainy day in Portland I go lay in a crummy sleeping bag, with a blue tarp under and over me, at the city administration building and have an accomplice document and post on a board my descent into hypothermia. (And I rely on my pal to not let me get too far along.) I’m sure I won’t do it, but it got me revved for a couple hours last night.
I’m working myself up to it. I’d be very dependent on my accomplice, and I’m not sure I have a friend who would go along with it as my accomplice. Deeper moderate hypothermia includes altered mental status, so my judgment would get questionable. And going beyond that would be bad. I’ll need to work on the scheme to make it safe and effective. And our temperatures are getting up to the upper 40s and 50s, so that’s not the right conditions.
Thank you. I am very safety conscious. I would only have an accomplice who had the skills and I would totally trust to stop the stunt at a time with a good margin of safety. I have a good list of trusted friends, but the overlap with the skill set starts to thin things out.
Maybe one. Hmm. There are some logistics to work out… my aversion to being cold, pining down the details of the Portland law about not laying and/or sleeping in public, and teaching my accomplice what the tilt toward severe hypothermia looks like, which is a bad thing…
Dayum
https://x.com/potus/status/1748715188570788248?s=46&t=1rZK10YkgvExjWdPmduJcg
OMFG that is a real commercial.
I am really trying to. He is somewhat resistant to sisterly interference. But still I persist. Ex is a whole different story, but I try to support our son through this.
Damn, Yogi Tea? Really? They make several varieties that are staples in our house.
I know! Me too. Now I have way too much information.
I think my mom must have seen those commercials, she would give us a baby aspirin and a glass of milk if we were upset or anxious about something. Don't know if it was the placebo affect, but it always seemed to help.
In our house no one really noticed you were up set until you got into a screaming fight.
You were expected to just walk it off and get over stuff.
I'm sorry, that's a hard way to grow up.
I think my mom must have seen those commercials, she would give us a baby aspirin and a glass of milk if we were upset or anxious about something. Don't know if it was the placebo affect, but it always seemed to help.
Oops
What a coincidence! Both of you had moms that . . . never mind.
SAMushrush has two moms!
Her real name must be Heather!
I watched an awful lot of TV in the ‘60’s and never saw any of those commercials, or any like them. A Black man with a white collar job? A boss questioning the authority of the Selective Service? A gay(?) teen defying his father? A university president listening respectfully to an SDS type with a haircut never seen on the tube until the Monkees? Sorry, but it looks like very well made satire to me.
My hair looks sort of like that now. Just gray.
I got that impression, too. For one thing, the part where the man with the gun very pointedly (but also carelessly) fires the damned thing off right next to his wife seems ridiculous.
As Sleepmonger points out in a reply upstream, the central character in the third episode is not feeling bad about having to fire someone. He is the head of the local draft board and he feels sorry about having to enforce a draft notice on a person who is needed at home. In keeping with the general premise of the series (that Bufferin can help people cope with the stresses of the various political and cultural conflicts of the late Sixties), this ad takes an oblique approach toward the Vietnam War, which was causing many headaches at the time.
My take as well.
I was draft-eligible then. There was a deferment available for sole surviving sons, so that guy's son could have gotten out of the draft. That wouldn't play well in the commercial, though.
In the Gun spot, at the end when the woman goes and sits down on the window seat with her son and they get all blurry: I truly hope they begin plotting how they’re gonna kill the asshole dad with the rifle.
Wow, the Nazis would have loved that stuff!
Somehow we see in the past what we fail to recognize in the present. Mayo Clinic, most scientific:
Selective serotonin reuptake inhibitors (SSRIs)
This commonly prescribed type of antidepressant can help you overcome depression. Discover how SSRIs improve mood and what side effects they may cause. ... SSRIs may also be used to treat conditions other than depression, such as anxiety disorders.
It works for everybody! !Lets you down when you're up, brings you up when you're down!!
I thought that was coffee?
My cure for having to tell people they must leave their homes was to quit that job.
These commercials explain sooooooo much about why life in America is the way it is.
If you need to calm your jittery nerves, you can take up smoking cigarettes.
Or so I was led to believe as a youth.
It soothed those pregnancy jitters.
Recommended by OB's to help you keep your weight down. Yikes!
In the middle of the night I got to thinking about a solo protest I might consider, despite solo protests amounting to an old man yelling at the sky. The city-county partnership that had been running extreme weather shelters has collapsed. No staff on either side knows or will tell me why. My latest theory is that the county will not abide by one city Commissioner’s ban on city staff giving tents to homeless. So the county does it alone
So my plan is that on some near-freezing rainy day in Portland I go lay in a crummy sleeping bag, with a blue tarp under and over me, at the city administration building and have an accomplice document and post on a board my descent into hypothermia. (And I rely on my pal to not let me get too far along.) I’m sure I won’t do it, but it got me revved for a couple hours last night.
It sounds brave and terrifying and far more than I could do.
Maybe try something safer first. showing up with a pop-up tent a cit council meeting to show how inoffensive these are?
What kind of haters oppose tents. Sigh.
I’m working myself up to it. I’d be very dependent on my accomplice, and I’m not sure I have a friend who would go along with it as my accomplice. Deeper moderate hypothermia includes altered mental status, so my judgment would get questionable. And going beyond that would be bad. I’ll need to work on the scheme to make it safe and effective. And our temperatures are getting up to the upper 40s and 50s, so that’s not the right conditions.
I admire your commitment but also hope you do not harm yourself.
Thank you. I am very safety conscious. I would only have an accomplice who had the skills and I would totally trust to stop the stunt at a time with a good margin of safety. I have a good list of trusted friends, but the overlap with the skill set starts to thin things out.
Could you get a journalist or two interested? This could have legs!
Maybe these guys when the time comes … https://www.koin.com/news/just-ridiculous-multnomah-washington-counties-close-shelters-despite-icy-conditions/
Maybe one. Hmm. There are some logistics to work out… my aversion to being cold, pining down the details of the Portland law about not laying and/or sleeping in public, and teaching my accomplice what the tilt toward severe hypothermia looks like, which is a bad thing…
Well, don't put yourself in danger, by any means. We'uns like having you around. Great idea though.
I'm sure some ad exec got a nice bonus for that ad campaign.