treeguy64
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- Austin, TX.
As a child, I was puzzled, to my core, by Charlie the Tuna, a fish who not only wanted to be caught and killed by fishermen/fisheries, knowing, I'm sure, that he'd be eaten, eventually, but actually went wayyyyyy out of his way, to bring about his own ghastly end. Time and again, he'd try to grab a hook in the water, to fulfill his death wish, only to be told "Sorry, Charlie, only the best tuna get to be Star-Kist!"
This bothered me on another level: How did the people fishing for tuna have any idea how Charlie would taste? How could they tell his degree of flavorful fish flesh, when he was, at times, down three-thousand feet below the surface?
Charlie seemed very cool: He spoke with a hipster's dialect, he wore shades, at times, he even dressed sharp. That, of course, set up the animated TV ad line: "Star-Kist doesn't want tunas with good taste, they want tunas that taste good!" Again, how could surface dwellers ascertain this death-wish tuna's flavor, while he was submerged?
Yeah, I was a sensitive kid. Maybe I thought too much!
Did any TV commercials trouble you, as a child?
This bothered me on another level: How did the people fishing for tuna have any idea how Charlie would taste? How could they tell his degree of flavorful fish flesh, when he was, at times, down three-thousand feet below the surface?
Charlie seemed very cool: He spoke with a hipster's dialect, he wore shades, at times, he even dressed sharp. That, of course, set up the animated TV ad line: "Star-Kist doesn't want tunas with good taste, they want tunas that taste good!" Again, how could surface dwellers ascertain this death-wish tuna's flavor, while he was submerged?
Yeah, I was a sensitive kid. Maybe I thought too much!
Did any TV commercials trouble you, as a child?