Monday, July 27, 2015
The answer is obvious, according to
numerous commercials of Coca-Cola, we share happiness when we share a coke, the
carbonated drink, the ultimate American invention, the epitome of global
consumerism. The first stop if you tour
the museum of coke in downtown Atlanta is to see a long happiness commercial on
big screen where hyper-happy people get proposed, get their surprise birthday
party, get the dream house, get to see their loved ones, get to fall in love, and
get to do feats at 30 thousand feet in the sky, all in the company of the
happiness bottle, the coke, of course.
The land of happiness itself is actually a
bit sorry looking, a small building with a gigantic coke bottle encased in
dirty glass on the top. When the
pilgrims from all over the world come to the holy land of world’s number one
soft drink, they get to hear the sugary welcome speech expertly delivered every
five minutes, drink in all the happiness in the happiness commercial, rock in
the chair while giggle themselves silly in the 4D theatre with coke bubbles
showering in their face, taste coke of various degree of sugariness all over the
world from fountain islands on sticky floor, get a tiny bottle of coke on the
house, and pay for the key chains, glasses, bags, towers, shakers, clothes, stuffed
animals, baseball bats, magnetic and non-magnetic stickers, and stationeries on
sale in the brave new world, all plastered with an embarrassingly big Coca-Cola
Logo. All the happiness you can buy with
money.
One is
certainly happy when one can easily buy a coke to quench the thirst. Yet
the source of happiness may not be the signature taste or the promised better
mood, but, more likely, the affordable price and the convenient availability. Also, by drinking coke, one is not only having
water, one is consuming a soft drink. He (she)
becomes a customer in the globalized market, a participant in the ritual of modern
consumerism, and a certified citizen of the Coketopia. So what are we sharing when
we share a coke? Certainly not happiness, if we are honest with ourselves. The association between a coke and the
feeling of happiness is created by Coca-Cola advertising, and it stays
there. What we are sharing when we share
a coke in the real world, in all probability, is an assurance that we are still
relevant in that global village crowded with American logos.
Yet, however strategically promoted as the
universal utopian wonder drink and however much it aspires to be, coke is still
lacking compared to Soma, the perfect pleasure drug popular in the
paradise-engineering world of Huxley.
The taste itself takes some getting used to. It has unnatural color however naturally
induced. And it is gassy.
But, never mind, as the welcome speech
commands, come and have a drink, after today, you will never be thirsty again.
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