Even though this tasty morsel popped up last Friday, I have refrained from posting it over the weekend when the Ad Hoi-Poloi are off to the Hamptons, Mill Valley, Sun Valley, or the lower depths of the Ninth Circle… ‘Cos when they get back to their 32nd floor corner offices on 52nd and Madison, and check in to AdScam on a Monday morning they may be stunned… Ney, gob smacked, to discover that the uber-merger of Publicis and Omnicom, to create “Pubic-Com” or, if you prefer. “Comly- Pubics,” might be on the skids… Why so? Well, how the fuck about a little thing called Ego – Hubris – Wankerdom? Basically, the shit/merde, seems to boil down to a little matter of who the fuck will be running the show from here on out? Levy and Wren seem to be at a bit of an impasse here. Or, as the Poisoned Dwarf put it so well… "You have one talking Chinese and the other Japanese." And he should know… ‘Cos he speaks Sorrell-eese fluently! You have to step back from this farrago of advertising verisimilitude and wonder just what the fuck is going on here. On the other hand, let us continue to knock down the walls and blow up the silos in our never ceasing quest to create the “Agency of the Future.” Yawn, fucking yawn!
Mmmm...No wonder they are chuckling like churls. Those are Cartier boxes on the table. So, they are both going to be sporting Cartier $12 K watches. Or, they do what I do... Go down on Canal Street and buy the fuckers for fifty bucks. The boxes are an extra ten!!!