Watching some show or another the other day, we encountered the 10,000th iteration of this scene:
Woman 1: (puts a stack of papers on a desk, with diamond engagement ring clearly in frame)
Woman 2: "Damn, girl, your man loves you a lot. Look at that rock!"
Which was our cue to commence eye rolling and head shaking, because the facts behind this
The "salary" is presumably gross, not net. (Don't be a cheap bastard, you cheap bastard!)
So consider: the well-paid junior executive who earns $130K per year "must" set out $32,500 for the token of his love and esteem. And the kid managing a restaurant for little more than minimum wage, let's say $600 per week, "needs" to lay aside $7,200.
For a shiny rock worth maybe 15% of its retail price. (Somebody should get paid for the band and for transporting it from assembly to showcase.)
But speaking of metal: who wouldn't want love that's strong as steel, rather than love that's like a rock? Especially when that steel can never be stained or marred; it would always be pristine and unblemished like the love itself.
And yeah, we're doing advertising talk now, to make a point. The diamond ring up there retails for $975. (Imagine the gross pay, if that's three months' salary!) And the stainless-steel counterpart on the left goes for $7.
That's because there's no stainless-steel cartel to shove any phony "rare and precious" ideologies down consumer throats, as there is for
So come on, join the Wildeboomerz movement to start a whole new ideology and bump the tired—and harmful—DeBeers one out of our collective consciousness. From now on, just repeat:
SHOW HER YOUR LOVE IS STRONG—
GIVE HER THE GIFT OF STEEL.
Yeah, sounds strange now. But after a few thousand repetitions (like a DeBeers ad campaign), it'll become easy and natural.
Until then, use that $32,000, or $7,200, or $975, on a house or a car that'll last longer than sparkly corporate bullshit. And if she calls you a cheap bastard, run fast and far, because she never loved you anyway.
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