The Responsibility of the Media, Society, and
the Average American in Modern Advertising
By Logan Hoyt
It seems as though we, the American people, are unwilling
to take responsibility for our own actions. We continually accuse
companies of false advertising while continuing to purchase their
products. Although American companies have a responsibility to insure
that their advertising is not deceptive, the American people must
figure out on their own whether or not they are being deceived.
Society’s responsibility in advertising is obvious. According
to the mind of the average American, society must inform people
about false advertising, steer away from it, and punish the companies
who engage in such practices. How exactly does society accomplish
these tasks? Simply put, they outsource them to the mainstream media.
Although the media is separate from most of society, they still
have many of the same goals. The American media shares the desire
of society to highlight truth and expose corruption in every form.
Even though society has the same goals as the media, the media’s
motivation behind the goals is not concern for the American people.
Instead the primary motivation of the American media is their financial
success. Because of this and the fact that the media relies primarily
upon advertising revenue to make their money, we must assume that
the media cannot be trusted to uncover injustices in American advertising.
So what is the average American to do? Obviously we are not in the
board room deciding how we should advertise or in the media trying
to expose false advertising. We don’t have access to all of
the research that these companies have supposedly gathered to insure
the safety and marketability of their products. Because of this
it becomes necessary to find our own information. Using the internet
the average American consumer can find numerous sources of information
which can help them decide whether they as the consumer are being
deceived or not. Just as in advertising we must use discernment
as much of this information is not true or outdated. Never the less
I believe that the average American’s responsibility in advertising
is to discern whether or not the media or large companies are lying
to them. The only way we have of fulfilling this responsibility
is to do the research ourselves and find out who is telling the
truth.
The Man I Admire
By Ashley Donovan
My husband Paul, what an amazing
man he can be! He never ceases to amaze me. He works so hard for
our family, and no one ever hears a word of complaint come out of
his mouth. Whether it will be 112 degrees outside, or even 32 degrees,
he stays outside working to provide for our family.
Yet in the midst of all of his hard work, he still makes time to
have fun with us. We enjoy summer the most as a family. He enjoys
taking us all to the lake. We go camping, fishing, and boating.
He also enjoys taking us all to the demolition derbies he participates
in. The kids enjoy this, as they like seeing their dad partake in
this sport.
When it comes time for the derbies, Paul does have to work even
harder when he wants to go to one, as this usually entitles a little
extra time and money on his part to get them going. He has a routine
around our house every morning when he gets up, goes downtown to
get himself his “Go-Go” juice, so he calls it, and I
lie in bed listening to the sound of his truck rumbling down the
street with the percussion as hard as thunder. He returns home only
long enough to give me a kiss that tastes of his drink and to whisper
the words, “I love you” in my ear as he slips out the
door to work hard for the day.
Some days I stop by his job site, and as I pull up, I can see the
sun gleaming off his sweaty back, and I get that smile that I crave
all day. I watch him for a few minutes carrying shingles up and
down the ladder as I compare him to the World’s Strongest
Man that I watch compete on television every so often and think
to myself how I believe he too could do that. I wait patiently for
him to come give me a kiss, one that I personally know will be a
sweaty, hot kiss, one that will taste like I just took a drink of
the ocean water.
When he arrives home, it never fails, he barely even says “Hi,”
but, “I need to go get in the shower. Because after a long,
hot day of working on a roof, he comes home smelling of asphalt
and tar, and I too think that he needs a shower. I would much rather
him smell of his Axe body wash any day.
One thing I have learned though, we should not take our time together
for granted, especially in the summer. When he works all the time,
every little moment that we get together, I will cherish. He makes
certain that he takes care of his family and we don’t have
to struggle when the winter months come, that he puts in extra hours
in the summer to make up for that. Yes, sacrifices we do and will
have, but are well worth it in the end.
Not too many people out there can do what Paul can, as well as he
can do, without complaining about it. So whether he is truly admirable
to most, he will always be admirable in my eyes.
Undying Love
By Sandy Frisch
Is there such a thing as undying love? Two people that are so devoted
to each other but are never together as they are miles apart for many
years and their lives intersecting once in a while. The vow that they
made to each other 23 years ago that if one of them is on their deathbed
the other would be there to hold their hand as they slipped away.
The answers to these questions came to her as she sat at his grave
covered with flowers, her teardrops making little puddles in the recently
dug earth.
As she sat there, the memory of the day they met came flooding back
to her. It was the fall of her sophomore year in high school. Like
most days after school, she and her friends went to the local drive-in
for sodas and fries. Her best friend started talking to the guy in
the next vehicle; she had known him for years. He was headed to a
farm north of town to pickup a tractor part and asked if they wanted
to ride along. They had a great time talking and joking around, so
he asked if they would like to go out that night. Her best friend
was dating her cousin, so they made a double date.
At the end of that night she knew that he was the man she would someday
marry. By the next spring they were inseparable, and she moved in
with him. On a stormy summer night they made the vow to be there for
each other if anything should happen. With the storm raging outside,
they should have seen it as a clue to their relationship. They both
were hard partiers, and as their relationship turned violent, she
decided that it was time to get out.
She graduated from high school and went on with her life, as he did
his, but something always brought them back together. Whenever he
had a fight with his wife, he would call her, and she would talk him
into going back and trying to make his marriage work. If she was having
problems with her boyfriends, she would talk to him about it. She
was one of the first people that he called when his daughter was born.
They were the best of friends.
She had a child of her own and moved away from their hometown. Years
later, when her father passed away, he called her with his condolences.
They started dating again, but she had stopped drinking and doing
drugs. He had moved further into the world of addiction and was getting
sicker by the day. She could not stand to see him slowly kill himself,
so she moved even farther away. But that did not stop them from seeing
each other.
After dating on and off for almost 23 years, he moved in with her
and her son. But his addictions became so bad that it was affecting
her son, and she asked him to leave. Late one Thursday night she got
a phone call from his sister that the family thought he would not
live much longer. She went to his side right away. She held him all
weekend and didn’t leave his side. Then early Sunday morning
at the hospital his father asked what she wanted to do. “Let
him go” was the hardest thing she ever had to say. So she held
him and told him she loved him as he took his last breath.
Even though they never married, she was always there for him. Still
to this day she has not married, and he is always going to be her
first love. Even though his passing was years ago, she holds his memory
close to her. She kept the vow they made to each other so many years
ago. She visits his grave every time she goes home and still talks
to him about her problems. He is still there for her, and she takes
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