She thought for a bit, put her head down and clenched her lips slightly –
“Advertising,” she said, unexpectedly.
“What do you mean?” he replied, quizzically.
They were talking about themselves, being people, and whenever you talk about people you have to mention pain in some way or another. It’s like a thorn in our side, but more leach-like – a crutch at our side – an end of a visible spectrum to lean on as it absorbs us.
“Well, advertising is supposed to relate to a person - give a false promise for what that person wants, or what people universally want.
“It seems like the most common mode of advertisement subtly places sex objects or opposite sexes to make their product seem more desirable. If you go to the airport, you’ll see a billboard along the street that shows the name of a country and a beautiful woman, maybe in a necklace of flowers, smiling a beam of light, welcoming you to the most beautiful sunset in the world as if you were the only person she needed. Advertising is proof that everybody is lonely.”
He nods his head, unblinking, obviously uncomfortable.
“How can so many people stay so lonely or so needy? How can one person not find what they want when the odds are 1 to 6 billion?” she vents.
Daniel put his elbows on his knees, locked his hands and looked down. He didn’t feel uncomfortable because they were fighting or because they were probably never going to be the same two people ever again. He had come to terms with this a while in advance. He was uncomfortable because he knew the answer to her question. He knew the answer but he didn’t know how to express it. He was one of those 6 billion people she mentioned in her mathematical reverie. He was witnessing a problem, a person with a problem, but no solution – only here and now. He saw no paths for the future or light filled white weddings. The only thing he knew is that for the first time in his life, he had absolutely no idea what was going on, or rather, what was supposed to be going on.
In order to be sincere with other people, we must first be sincere with ourselves and the outside world. When we know that there is something beside ourselves and what we think, the world will make an agreement to ignore you, as long as you ignore it, because there is no doubt that we just do not get along.