There appears to be nothing that could, would, might or should stop our overlords at the taste sculpting agencies to employ an assortment of devious exaggerations to sell their ideas. The product has, in many instances, become a superfluous element which simply buys itself a commemorative association with the profound ideas the message (ideology) communicates (instills).
I’ve always found the human condition rather tragic. But I suppose, on some unavoidable level, everyone does. Hence the constant mining for meaning along with the countless social and personal vices serving as opiates in attempt to alleviate this predicament.
Why do you make human beings go out, hanging from ropes hundreds of meters above the ground to clean the windows of buildings when you can just make a window with a hinge that allows the window to flip all the way around to the inside? They can then simply clean the windows from the inside. To tell the truth, why don’t you make all windows like that?
Why is reversible clothing not more of a thing? And the tags, but we'll get to that. With reversible garments you will actually be selling two garments for the price of one. More or less right? You did however just double the quantity of product so you might want to reimburse yourself a bit for that. But it's simple, two is better than one. Just work with material that looks good and different on either side.
How on earth did the transportation of human beings, where these said beings are actually in control and have the freedom to accelerate to their heart’s content, keep on developing with the hardest and sharpest of materials available on our planet to keep them from whatever they will inevitably end up driving into, which is more fast moving steel and glass driven by people as irresponsible as ourselves?
We have a major problem in the poop department and it’s got nothing to do with dirty nappies for once. It does not matter which type of aerosol or spray you use in your bathroom, the smell that remains after spraying any amount of your chosen flavor will be a mixed aroma of the byproduct of the three bean salad with extra armpit shavings and toads’ stomachs left in the porcelain tub..
We have to talk about what happens or rather, doesn’t happen in elevators. The outright level of awkwardness it manifests is enough to actually make one go look for the stairs even if you know it will trigger a fire alarm. The involuntary surrender of personal space is an insult to the circumference we have been cultivating our entire lives.
So Tesla Solar makes the dramatic and almost 'inconceivable' leap in solar roof design to not make it look like braces strapped onto little Tiny Tim’s polio infested extremities. Did no one in the science community have a neighbor or mother-in-law that even once suggested they make it less ‘pimple on prom night’ looking? O sorry, yes, Elon seems to listen to his neighbor when she talks.