Episode 6: Mercedes Benz Needs a Competent Editor of its Ads

Tonight, I left work a little early so I could catch the Cowboys-Redskins game.  (I tend to work late.)

You see, while I was growing up in Takoma Park, Maryland, seven miles from the DC border, my family's religion was the Washington Redskins.  While I'm horrified by the money being floated around over nothing more than a game and simple entertainment, I justify my interest with the economic impact football has on the good old U.S.A.  I do believe the money would be better spent helping starving children in Africa, but at least folks in the lower economic echelon in the U.S. reap some benefit (if disproportional) from the sport.  Besides, watching football makes me feel close to my dad, who I lost in 1985.  Nostalgia is a powerful motivator, as every good advertiser knows.