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Sunday, October 26, 2014

Brainwashed by McDonalds, it has happened to us all..

I have come to the conclusion that McDonalds is a cult. Their brainwashing machine begins at an early age. The large, bright, colourful "M" hypnotising young impressionable eyes, to the promise of a toy when you buy their meals sealing the deal. Instantaneously, on viewing the yellow 'M", children's eyes glaze over and the monotone words "take me to McDonalds" keep being repeated until parents cave under pressure. A funny clown to make the kids laugh and brainwash them a little more about how much fun a burger can be to eat,  and McDonalds have the followers swarming into their store. Personally, I think that Ronald McDonald is one of the scariest characters ever to walk this earth. His huge red mouth could consume a small child in one knash of his teeth.

McDonalds is available in almost every country in the world. There are very few places you can travel and not view the golden arches. A global triumph on McDonalds part. In Thailand, a statue of Ronald McDonald, the voice of the company, stands tall at the door with his hands together, as if in prayer. I know this is actually to provide a Thai greeting to the customer, but five thousand years from now when he is dug up by archeologists, he may be seen as a religious icon of our times. His non-biodegradable body surviving the decomposition process. Millions of happy meal toys will also be dug up, disciples of Ronald McDonald. Hail the messiah "Ronald McDonald" and all his tiny minions. Hamburglar the devil incarnate, his life turned around by the good influence of Ronald McDonald. His eternal soul saved to visit that large fast food palace in the sky.

I am as guilty as the rest of the population , through sheer exhaustion and desperation I too have been brainwashed into taking my children to McDonalds and selling my soul for an hours peace. How much peace was needed is seen in the number of Mchappy meal toys I found when cleaning out the spare room.Sending the children off to the playground with a pig fat ice-cream whilst I had a cup of coffee and read the paper was heaven on earth. All I can say is (the devil) sorry Ronald McDonald made me do it....