you can't spell 'Alexander Bogusky' without 'God'
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Some in our industry call Alex (winner of a chocolate Equine's Posterior™ Award for putting fucking teepees in his agency) a creative "God." While I was in ad school, my mean instructors often gave that tag to Bill Bernbach. I ate it up then. Now, it just makes me very sad. As does this ad for Atlanta ad school Creative Circus in the latest issue of Creativity magazine. Not because I think it's blasphemous. No. Just because it makes me want to cry cry on this sad sad Friday for all you poor, poor misguided young wannabe copywriters/art directors. Why? Because, you're going to spend so, so much more time sucking anus and fellating cock and pretending to like products you hate and congratulating yourself for screwing the consumer than actually "creating." If you are an aspiring "creative" and you haven't read my account of copyranter's visit to the NYC offices of BBDO (including that of the God-like David Lubars), do so RIGHT NOW. Then, if you still want to be a "creative," well, God have mercy on your lost soul. Now, I need to go create a bourbon on the rocks. (the real reason I'm sad: my girlfriend left this morning to visit her Mom in Arizona for a week. you wanna go into advertising? go ahead: the pay's pretty good and it's fun. sometimes.)