Does this ad bother you?

Does this type of advertising bother you, that which includes an F-bomb?

  • Doesn't bother me, 30 y.o. or younger

    Votes: 1 1.5%
  • Doesn't bother me, 30-50 y.o.

    Votes: 22 32.8%
  • Doesn't bother me, 50 or older

    Votes: 26 38.8%
  • Bothers me, 30 y.o. or younger

    Votes: 1 1.5%
  • Bothers me, 30-50 y.o.

    Votes: 2 3.0%
  • Bothers me, 50 or older

    Votes: 15 22.4%

  • Total voters
    67
A few decades back I was flattered to be on the gallop poll call list. However, their favorite time to call was when I had just came in from a hard day's work. I rejected many of their polls until I realized that was what other people like me were doing too so I responded to a few.

This started me paying attention and I learned that the more conservative a person was, the less likely they were to cooperate with polls. I am sure there are exceptions on the far extremes, conservative and liberal but through the middle 70% I would have bet money on there being a strong correspondence between greater conservatism and people ignoring polls, especially blue collar conservatives.

On here, I rarely do polls. I won't do the one in this thread because none of the answers are appropriate. I'm not happy about the marketing, takes care of the top half. I don't have my knickers in a twist, just see it as poor marketing that will offend some people. I did my own share of marketing, the vast majority of it was money wasted.

My dad gave free tickets with every fill up. Started out as a chance of a free turkey for Thanksgiving. Ended up five or six turkeys a week for the period from November first until Christmas. People were coming in just to check ticket numbers without buying anything sometimes but we also got about a 50% increase in sales at the pump. The second year Mobil Oil had a big conference/seminar thing. Early in the presentation they showed Dad's simple red and white 3x6 sign that we placed on the road. Several other dealers said, "There is Denver's sign!" His little grassroots marketing scheme had went national! Increased our business year around too. Once you get customers you mostly keep them if you treat them right. One of my best friends today happens to be black. We met back in the late sixties when he was a customer I treated right. We have been friends and helped each other many times since then.

Hu
 
I agree with you and the other poster who said ,vote with your feet. At this point in my life words/language is the least of (OUR) problems

I agree with your sentiment but have to say you are wrong about words and language. You are alive today and language, even innocent language, is wrecking careers, creating riots, no end of damage. In the height of racial troubles throughout the sixties and early seventies we were not so hyper sensitive to language. People could say words banned today in editorial and reporting content without fearing damaging their careers, their social standing, their lives.

I am not surprised, I knew this was coming when using one word in any content was banned, ... for white folks. The list gets longer and longer and the time may come when we all have to carry a little book as a cheat sheet everywhere we go to see if we can say something. I have never seen this much stupidity over language in my life! When I was young my mom taught me a very common saying, "Sticks and stones may break my bones but words will never hurt me." Nothing could be more wrong today. My words, even somebody else's claims I said certain words might destroy me.

I have been around on this old earth long enough to know most things move in cycles. I am well past ready for this period of false PC to end!

Hu
 
I agree with your sentiment but have to say you are wrong about words and language. You are alive today and language, even innocent language, is wrecking careers, creating riots, no end of damage. In the height of racial troubles throughout the sixties and early seventies we were not so hyper sensitive to language. People could say words banned today in editorial and reporting content without fearing damaging their careers, their social standing, their lives.

I am not surprised, I knew this was coming when using one word in any content was banned, ... for white folks. The list gets longer and longer and the time may come when we all have to carry a little book as a cheat sheet everywhere we go to see if we can say something. I have never seen this much stupidity over language in my life! When I was young my mom taught me a very common saying, "Sticks and stones may break my bones but words will never hurt me." Nothing could be more wrong today. My words, even somebody else's claims I said certain words might destroy me.

I have been around on this old earth long enough to know most things move in cycles. I am well past ready for this period of false PC to end!

Hu
I have been around on this old earth long enough to know most things move in cycles. I am well past ready for this period of false PC to end!
Could not agree more
I hope the Cycle of Kindness Love and just being a good person comes sooner rather than later
MANKIND BE BOTH !
 
A few decades back I was flattered to be on the gallop poll call list. However, their favorite time to call was when I had just came in from a hard day's work. I rejected many of their polls until I realized that was what other people like me were doing too so I responded to a few.

This started me paying attention and I learned that the more conservative a person was, the less likely they were to cooperate with polls. I am sure there are exceptions on the far extremes, conservative and liberal but through the middle 70% I would have bet money on there being a strong correspondence between greater conservatism and people ignoring polls, especially blue collar conservatives.

On here, I rarely do polls. I won't do the one in this thread because none of the answers are appropriate. I'm not happy about the marketing, takes care of the top half. I don't have my knickers in a twist, just see it as poor marketing that will offend some people. I did my own share of marketing, the vast majority of it was money wasted.

My dad gave free tickets with every fill up. Started out as a chance of a free turkey for Thanksgiving. Ended up five or six turkeys a week for the period from November first until Christmas. People were coming in just to check ticket numbers without buying anything sometimes but we also got about a 50% increase in sales at the pump. The second year Mobil Oil had a big conference/seminar thing. Early in the presentation they showed Dad's simple red and white 3x6 sign that we placed on the road. Several other dealers said, "There is Denver's sign!" His little grassroots marketing scheme had went national! Increased our business year around too. Once you get customers you mostly keep them if you treat them right. One of my best friends today happens to be black. We met back in the late sixties when he was a customer I treated right. We have been friends and helped each other many times since then.

Hu
Thank goodness you could figure out a way to include race in your story. That really brought it all together. In fact, I would have had to report you for not telling us you have a black friend. Congratulations on your black friend by the way. I assume it's an important accomplishment for you or you would not have felt it was important to share. Maybe someday you can have TWO black friends!!! I'm being ridiculous now. Nobody has 2. I should introduce my black friend to your black friend. Do you think they know each other?
 
Thank goodness you could figure out a way to include race in your story. That really brought it all together. In fact, I would have had to report you for not telling us you have a black friend. Congratulations on your black friend by the way. I assume it's an important accomplishment for you or you would not have felt it was important to share. Maybe someday you can have TWO black friends!!! I'm being ridiculous now. Nobody has 2. I should introduce my black friend to your black friend. Do you think they know each other?
Hu is from Louisiana…..having a black friend is more significant than someone from up nort.
 
The guys that gambled, smoked and cussed were the reason i liked the poolroom. Thought that was their sole reason for being. Poll is slow off the mark, 17 votes total with only three over50's complaining about the ad. Sounds about right.
That was then. This is now. I look at my life back then and regret many of the things I said and did and thank God I'm not like that anymore.
 
not an issue for me, however, i don't like the impact it has on many people
Same here, it doesn’t bother me at all, but out of respect for those that I know would not like to read, or hear it, I would prefer we didn’t communicate like that in an open forum. This kinda reminds me of going out to a restaurant with some of my loud mouth coworkers who like to use the F bomb every other word, all the while the family at the next table can hear every word. Not cool at all!
 
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In 1967 having a close black friend was indeed unusual or one that didn't work for you anyway. Staying lifelong friends with anyone, yeah that is pretty special too. Of course I laughed when I moved my wife and family in next to a black family we didn't know. "I bet they are saying "there goes the neighborhood!" We cooked out together regularly, vacationed together, helped each other, often without being asked.

I don't count friends or a lot of other things but it is common for me to have black friends, and black enemies. Just like every other race color and creed. I have worked all black, all white, and mixed crews in my businesses when I could hire who I pleased. I have worked with black working partners in a time when most men wouldn't. All I required was the other person did their share of the work.

Just to make something clear, a highly educated black friend that taught all over the country lives in Mississippi by choice with he and his wife topping a quarter million a year, he can live where he pleases. One of the few things that could make him blow his cool was the closeted racism on the east coast and in other parts of the country. He is happy living in small town Mississippi with a lot of other expat's from New Orleans. The deep south has no corner on racism, less racism than many other places I have traveled to.

Hu
 
Hu is from Louisiana…..having a black friend is more significant than someone from up nort.


Please don't tell anybody but I also know a few yankees.

Having seen a few years pass by I have also noted that those that I have met that are hyper sensitive about race are almost without exception racists themselves. I met a boy of unclassified color when I switched high schools. We shared PE class, maybe a few other classes. He and a buddy saw a race problem in a big high school that nobody else saw. That is unless he wanted a favor. A larger stronger fellow a year or two older, he thought he would show out in front of friends. Wanted to fight over race. Country boys don't give a hoot what somebody fought over, he claimed he was fighting over race, I was fighting because he wanted to fight and I had been fighting since before I was walking.

cal eventually ended up where he needed to be, serving at least seven in the pen for armed robbery. The person who told me about it was grinning. I wasn't broken hearted.

Hu
 
Also, I sent Pooldawg an email expressing my disagreement over using such childish/lewd language a d they didn't have the b____ to respond. I am not a holier than though type individual by any stretch of one's imagination, I f bomb amongst my friends trucker style sometimes, but also respect others by not polluting their space with what I would call assumed verbiage privileges.
Good lord grow up. Jesus Karen you have nothing better to do?

They have an image of a little irreverent and different so just Spend your money some place else if your so hurt because they don’t give a fuck and neither should they.
 
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Please don't tell anybody but I also know a few yankees.

Having seen a few years pass by I have also noted that those that I have met that are hyper sensitive about race are almost without exception racists themselves. I met a boy of unclassified color when I switched high schools. We shared PE class, maybe a few other classes. He and a buddy saw a race problem in a big high school that nobody else saw. That is unless he wanted a favor. A larger stronger fellow a year or two older, he thought he would show out in front of friends. Wanted to fight over race. Country boys don't give a hoot what somebody fought over, he claimed he was fighting over race, I was fighting because he wanted to fight and I had been fighting since before I was walking.

cal eventually ended up where he needed to be, serving at least seven in the pen for armed robbery. The person who told me about it was grinning. I wasn't broken hearted.

Hu
Your 4th dissertation on the matter. You didn't didn't see the problem the first time. You doubled down on #2 and #3. In this one you decided to admit to being in a fight over race. We got it. You've made your point better than if you'd done it on purpose. You clearly don't see how bizarre it is that you include race for no reason. Unless you're giving a description of a missing person.........Never mind. You do you.
 
Your 4th dissertation on the matter. You didn't didn't see the problem the first time. You doubled down on #2 and #3. In this one you decided to admit to being in a fight over race. We got it. You've made your point better than if you'd done it on purpose. You clearly don't see how bizarre it is that you include race for no reason. Unless you're giving a description of a missing person.........Never mind. You do you.

So, now you're saying I can't describe a person in a story?

I've got news for you, I have a few stories that aren't racist in the slightest, but would make no sense if my lily white ass had done it.

For instance, I was playing pool in a frat bar one night. Ended up meeting this balls gentleman and we teamed up for doubles when the place got busy. We were holding the table, having a great time. In between games he came over to me giggling, and pulled me to the chalk cone, and told me to rub my hand over. I wouldn't, he insisted, to the point that talc was falling from my hand.t. I didn't get it. Then he bowed his head down and said, 'palm me'.

Now, if it were my white head, that story ends with me having powder on my head that blends in and can't really be seen.
 
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