Quotes About Consumerism

The mall is my life.

I don't like going to the mall.

People internalise marketing.

Marketing is not a nice word, but the world is about marketing now.

A lot of people who are marketing to girls are going to where they are, not to where they ought to be.

They're not TV shows. They're experiments in how to create attention deficit disorders in the entire population with endless commercials and ads that pop up right in the middle of programs.

The first communications revolution gave us the railroads, the car and the airplane; the second one has given us the computer, the internet and the iPhone. Of course, these transformations bring a whole new range of products in their wake. Do you watch Hulu? Read on a Kindle? Find your way with GPS? Shop on Amazon? Listen to Spotify? Get to the airport with Lyft or Uber? Book with Airbnb? Use Instagram? If so, you are a beneficiary of twenty-first-century technological capitalism.

There's the life and there's the consumer event. Everything around us tends to channel our lives toward some final reality in print or on film. Two lovers quarrel in the back of a taxi and a question becomes implicit in the event. Who will write the book and who will play the lovers in the movie? Everything seeks its own heightened version.

We] saw products as garbage even when they sat gleaming on store shelves, yet unbought. We didn't say, What kind of casserole will that make? We said, What kind of garbage will that make?

Consume or die. That's the mandate of the culture. And it all ends up in the dump. We make stupendous amounts of garbage, then we react to it, not only technologically but in our hearts and minds. We let it shape us. We let it control our thinking. Garbage comes first, then we build a system to deal with it.

Is he one of them now? Frustrated, stuck, self-watching, looking for a means of connection, a way to break out. After Oswald, men in America are no longer required to lead lives of quiet desperation. You apply for a credit card, buy a handgun, travel through cities, suburbs and shopping malls, anonymous, anonymous, looking for a chance to take a shot at the first puffy empty famous face, just to let people know there is someone out there who reads the papers.

Then they're always trying to sell you something. Everything is based on forcing people to buy. If you can't buy what they're selling, you're a zero in the system.

I wanted to free myself from that montage of speed, guns, torture, rape, orgy and consumer packaging which constitutes the vision of sex in America.

Everything was fine, would continue to be fine, would eventually get even better as long as the supermarket did not slip.

This country is toilet-oriented.

This was the key it seemed to us. Everything was fine, would continue to be fine, would eventually get even better as long as the supermarket did not slip.

Unlike many of their consumer-minded neighbors, the Amish do not assemble their spirituality piecemeal by personal preference.

The thing about new things is you feel new when you buy them, you feel as though you are somebody different because you own something different. We are our possessions, you know. There are people who get addicted to buying new stuff. Things. Piles and piles of things. But the new things become old things so quickly. We need new things to replace the old things.

People don't buy the best products; they buy the products they can understand the fastest.

4.  Free Samples:

Your customers are bombarded with more than three thousand commercial messages per day, and unless we are bold in our calls to action, we will be ignored.

I hate Gucci,' said Francis. 'Do you?' said Henry, glancing up from his reverie. 'Really? I think it's rather grand.' 'Come on, Henry.' 'Well, it's so expensive, but it's so ugly too, isn't it? I think they make it ugly on purpose. And yet people buy it out of sheer perversity.' 'I don't see what you think is grand about that.' 'Anything is grand if it's done on a large enough scale,' said Henry.

I hate Gucci," said Francis. "Do you?" said Henry, glancing up from his reverie. "Really? I think it's rather grand." "Come on, Henry." "Well, it's so expensive, but it's so ugly too, isn't it? I think they make it ugly on purpose. And yet people buy it out of sheer perversity.

I chose some dark bread, and a non-dairy, low-fat, butter-flavored spread, which had such a long list of chemical ingredients on the package it should have been called "I Can't Believe It's Not Cancer.