Exaggeration of the proximity of Christmas is a striking feature of today’s commercial world.
The sickening marketing surrounding Bryn Oh’s Harry Potter memorabilia takes the stimulation of a desire to a new level. The Oh Potter Rabbit magic is weaving spells that appeal to the gullibility of brainless avatars. Be warned. Your facebook tagging addicted friends will not forgive you if you refuse to empty your purse into the coffers of the Scrooge of Secondlife, my sister Bryn Oh, who’s business it is peddling these toys.
The morality of Bryn’s marketing techniques is rarely questioned. But, then, moral imagination has no place in the world of conspicuous and extravagant virtual consumption.
Her sugar daddy’s claim they are making it easier for people to get the rabbits and sheep they want. A more accurate characterisation may be that they fuel our insatiable drive towards worshipping bullshit.
Her sim has replaced the cathedral. No longer do we pray for what we want, but reach for it on her shelves. Should we be unable to pay, the contemporary Good Samaritan – the Mecenas- comes to the rescue.
After almost 10 years fighting against this outrageous marketing of nothing I decide to offer an alternative in which you can directly invest in art and have an escape of rabbitism and sheepism.
SaveMe Ohrganise your square inches of the virtual world and make the difference. Buy one of the collector’s items on
and make me rich for your sake.