“The squeaky wheel gets the grease!”
…and if all the wheels are squeaky?
…if everyone is yelling the same set of things…at the same time?
If marketing has developed a style of the Baroque — characterized by bullying silence from every space, evoking, often enough, not interest but avoidance?
And if, in this services-centered culture, surfers refuse to teach subtlety to their saddled serfs — will onlooking prospects ever be any less put off by the choruses of carnival barking?
“Way ahead of you,” squirm such slippery surfers: “We’ll all just hire beguiling boobs to belligerently bark our bland brands.”
Thus, the choruses continued, on the Expanded Plantation.