As expected a completely spent and decadent capitalism can only offer images of social escapism, rampant materialism and riches—never mind how acquired-—gambling, theft, crime, crooked businesses, whatever is fine, anything goes—plus male dreams of plentiful women ready to oblige, and so on. It’s the unmentioned idea of Vegas, a big old harlot welcoming one and all ready to spend their dime on her mendacious body. This ad capitalizes on that, the legendary fame of Sinatra’s “rat pack,” and the exploitative “Ocean’s 11” flicks. Naturally, a guy like Diddy, a multimillionaire in the class of Beyonce, JayZ and similar pop stars and ideals of the Black community, would be the perfect casting call for this vehicle. Sad.
The advertising industry is of course always ready to crank out these products. Toxicity is what it does best.
