This video is a sharp satire that turns a simple candy ad into a disturbing mirror of our consumerist obsessions. It cleverly uses absurdity to show how easily our reality is shaped by corporate marketing.
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Hi everybody. I'm here in a morg. Do you ever stumble upon something and go, "Wow, that's probably something I shouldn't have to see." I know I have.
I'm I'm in a morg. I I just said that there's a lot of corpses here. I'm trying to loot. But I'm also talking about the internet. Internet safety is one of the most important things you can take note of in the modern day.
Protecting personal information.
Maintaining a digital footprint that future employers won't see. Avoiding contact from strangers significantly older than you. Unless it's a dating app, in that case, go ham. It gets to a point where the internet and culture of it leaks into our everyday lives. When memes become quotable, when Hollywood execs think the screaming goat meme from like 1983 or something is still funny. I don't see a lot of discussion seeing candies being impacted. Candies will have the most bewildering commercials. A man is cursed with the mightest touch for skills. Snickers are capable of rapid transmutation and personality reforming. Homer Simpson wants a Butterfinger. Today, we need to talk about Airheads because there is something so fascinating to me at a level where I don't know what to say. I mean, sure, there's a few silly ads like the one where they're like, "Ah, let's skip this drama thing or whatever." I'm I'm I'm specifically concerned about the physical repercussions coming from consuming the Airheads because I have no idea where they come from. It's entirely possible they spawn out of nowhere, maybe just pop into the woods because I would hope the government would prevent the selling of these dangerous candies, but to be fair, there's still a fentanyl crisis. Do you remember in those baby bottle pop commercials where like the kids would eat them and then they would turn into the kickball creatures jumping and bouncing around? I didn't want to have a baby bottle pop. I didn't know if this was going to happen to me or not.
Whoever was responsible for these commercials deserves to be in a psych ward. Uh, the only candy I can think of that provides relatively minimal harm is like the Juicy Drop ones where the kids go like, "Yo, there's a Juicy Drop Pop Off." And all the kids go, "Ah, [ __ ] This we got to see." And then Senor Sour appears. This is fine. Uh, but generally when you see a candy commercial, it's about the same as the candy themselves.
They're small sugary fun pills and you gobble them up. They're they're a sweet treat. Airheads are on the complete opposite end. People resort to their most primal rage. They grow desperate for the taste of Airheads. They're willing to ruin themselves for the chance of temporary pleasure, like a swarm eating Airheads off the ground like the humble pigeon. I see this and I'm not going to do that. I haven't had a proper Airhead in years, and these commercials aren't helping. Like, these Airhead bites look gross. All of the flavors taste the same. There's one called White Mystery, a term that half of the people in North America can use to describe themselves when asked about their ancestry. I don't see the appeal.
The worst of it comes from the most popular of the Airhead commercials. Not the ones that are silly and humiliating.
I'm talking about the writer's barely disguised fetish. A team of advertisers, marketers, writers, actors, and a production team all came together and produced a collection of commercials where joyous children leefully eat their heads in public. They bounce and boing around. They use each other as beach balls. You would imagine this being painful, but apparently not. So, Airheads are meant to be a type of taffy. And even though they feel like chewing on the plasticky waxy equivalent of a lacroy, I'd imagine they would be capable of expanding the between muscle tissue and the human skull without producing some sort of the permanent facial structure damage. And that is what's going on here. The flesh of consumers reforms where anywhere from roughly 50 to 75% of the body mass appears to be sent to the head. Enough to where victims are able to float, hover. In some cases, they blast off.
They will turn into an airheadling and and vanish. And like you know what happens to balloons when they when they like you let them go in the sky and they and they go away. They never return.
Eventually they pop. I I'd imagine that's the same here. This is one of the most dangerous consumables available to the public. And yet it's normalized.
It's perceived as some sort of high honor or something. This doesn't feel like something that should be an outdoor activity. There's a concerningly high amount of parallels to drug usage. To become an airhead is a normal activity for these people. They become so merry to to swell up and fly away. But this is not Mary chain. This is not the fun dip.
This is a candy that magically undoes your seat belt for you to float to the stratosphere. Uh the the one that makes your head do uh uh uh this. No. No child should be bending this much. No. No. No sir. When the most important expectations of what a society are are completely neglected, you you get this.
This feels like a gimmick account on Instagram reals or Tik Tok. Weirdly enough though, celebrities tend to get spared from these attacks. The Airhead seems to spare a certain level of fame even on consumption in in danger zones.
So maybe they get a modified formula or something. I don't know. Where do people get the magical Airheads from these commercials? I know damn well gas stations don't have a license to sell whatever this is. Let's consider the mascot of Airheads. His name's Oscar.
It's a big red balloon. It's a mark of an omen. The image of his grin resorts to utter insanity of chaos. Few can withstand his antics. His his his junge threats. the the world see as appropriate. There's a strange level of comfort and acceptance when the mark of the balloon is around, regardless of the blastoffs leading to probably deaths, regardless of the mischief caused. When a couple of pesky little teens inflate their craniums to pop a flamingo pool floaty or or ding-dong ditch an old man before floating away, and he's just like, "Ah, you little rascals ringing my doorbell." And then they prank a bird and and then they discover heaven.
I didn't consider the possibility of confirmation of an afterlife being rooted from an advertisement. Let's consider what this could mean. Certain things are associated with certain layers of the planet. You know, like depictions of dinosaurs being underground, planes in the sky. Uh but the implication of a typical heaven and hell correlate with the vertical planes.
Good guys go up, bad guys go down. Uh, it's something that millions, if not billions of people understand, and something that has led to debate about what quantifies someone for being a good person. Perhaps the Airhead candies meant to be a final test before ascension. Perhaps the fact that all candies taste like pure dog [ __ ] is a final test to verify a person worthy of entering eternity. What if it's the rapture? What if those able to inflate from the airheads are deserving or at least making their way to a greater beyond? and and those who aren't blasting off haven't earned this highest honor that that they're reaching that point. Maybe no head inflation or or response means that you're not capable of this point. So, what does Oscar represent? Could he be an angel in disguise? Could there be an intention behind his presence bringing disorder?
Is it a good thing? Was I wrong about warranting the oddities of life, but instead producing joy, whimsy, the greatest signifiers of happiness? Are these odd occurrences to be celebrated instead of feared? to contort and accept the ways of airheads to be a chance to escape, to ascend. This isn't a punishment. This is a gift. St. Oscar Romero was a deeply beloved defendant of El Salvador during an ongoing civil war.
The marginalized and poor saw him as a voice for the voiceless. He represents faith and was canonized as a martyr of faith by Pope Francis in 2018. He represented something greater and protected those in need and deserving of aid. St. Oscar Romero was assassinated in 1980. 5 years later, Airheads drop in the market. Huh. What a weird coincidence that this realworld figure and this candy mascot share the same name and one was born half a decade after the death of another. Not. There's no such thing as a coincidence. This is my narrative and I know I'm right. Oscar the big red mighty candy balloon creature is a guardian angel. It fits with the biblical implications and designs of an angel. Look, there he is.
One of the guys go one of one of the angels. Those seen worthy postconumption are able to join him in the afterlife.
That's why airheads are woripped here.
They indicate self-growth and worthiness to avoid a looming need for a rapture.
Airheads are the escape and it's being misused by the youth not quite ready to ascend as they play with their organic altercations playing pickle ball with each other and scaring old ladies on the subway. That's why it's important to be good people. Not because it's the right thing to do, but because then you get stuff out of it like the ability to have a large head. You want to know why celebrities are spared? Because they're false prophets. That's a famous thing with false idols. The obsession of specific figures or whoever the hell you see every once in a while. A a celebrity performatively announcing their commitment to a faith. And then that makes you wonder what did they see? What did Carlos from Big Time Rush see that made him recognize faith to improve himself to pursue it and and and and and comfort and and to spread hope?
Well, there you go. He stared an angel right in the eyes. This isn't the only solution to what airheads are. Airheads signify a person's right to secure afterlife. They act as a test of validation, a way to determine the worth of a person so they can blast off. And can you blame the people wanting to blast off? The world sucks. There hasn't been a new Smash Bros. in 8 years.
Somebody's parked car drove into mine.
My funny awesome Hawka shirt I got at Spencers isn't funny or awesome anymore.
Haley Welch ruined my funny joke with a crypto rugpole. I've left my Scooby-Doo gummies out in the sun and they all melted into one super Scooby gummy. My life sucks. Their heads aren't out.
They're a chance to leave for the worthy and and I need to know Heat. Heat.
Why is it Why isn't it working?
What Why isn't it working?
Why isn't it working?
I need more. I am not worthy.
You did this. Why isn't it working?
[ __ ] Oh my god.
Oh god. What?
Heat. Heat.
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