This week's award goes to frequent commenter and fellow former Alaskan "Islander505" for his reponse to this sentence in Sean Salisbury's exit statement from ESPN:
"I have created a brand and it’s time to expand into other opportunities in TV, radio, Internet, publishing, movies and public speaking, among others."
Click below for Islander505's comment, which references one of the most fondly remembered (and truly gross, now that we look back on it) dinner treats of the baby boomer era.
I'm a little concerned with this whole Salisbury "Brand" concept.
Before Salisbury steaks his claim to it, he better clear up any potential copyright infringements with the Swanson TV dinner people who have a few decades of "brand" loyalty and goodwill established among the trailer park, barcolounging, tube of life market segment based on their own "Salisbury" brand.
(Hey, at a buck a piece, I'm good for a couple every once in awhile--know what I mean?).
And let's not forget about the potential impact on Nassau County's largest park.....renamed Eisenhower, but always known to old-timers as Salisbury Park.
Simply put, a case could be made that Sean is piggybacking the goodwill of other "Salisbury" brands to further his own success.
I'd be very careful Mr. Salisbury.......
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Thank You Mr. Best and Fellow Members of the Blogger's Academy,
I accept this award on behalf of my fellow progeny of the 60's. We grew up during a period of Americana when the Tube of Life presented the sterling image of the typical family sitting around a bountiful dinner table on a Friday or Saturday night with Ozzie and Harriet or Donna Reed.
But those of us raised in the burgeoning wastelands of nouveau suburbia in the former potato fields and duck farms of Long Island experienced a different reality than that.
Thanks to the foresight, creativity, and ingenuity of corporations like Swanson and the major networks, our Friday and Saturday evening's were often spent, while not alone, but in the company of a completely different "family" and "feast".
As Mom and Dad headed out to their favorite Italian restaraunt. (followed up by cheap booze and cheaper conversation at the local K of C), we children prepared our feast and had a selection of very entertaining company. And unlike today's "microwave" generation, we actually had to learn how to operate an oven.
Whether it was Salisbury Steak or Roast Turkey, or Mac and Cheese, Swanson had us covered with what we considered a 5 star meal.
And who could complain about the company that shared it with us? Even if it was in Black and White?
The Munster's, Star Trek, The Addams Family, The Flintstones, F Troop, The GREAT Jim Gordon with delayed tape Ranger games at 9PM, The Man from U.N.C.L.E, Get Smart, I Dream of Jeannie, provided all the "quality conversation and dialogue" that we would need.
HOW COULD LIFE BE ANY BETTER?
And if the meal was overcooked cuz our older brother was a klutz and a moron with the oven, we always had the family dog to take care of that issue, while we simply busted out a bag of Wise or some Drake's cakes.
So again, on behalf of my fellow children of the 60's, most of whom morphed into the flower children and acid heads of the Late 60's and early 70's, Thank You Mr. Best, Thank You Academy, THANK YOU MY LORD SAVIOR JESUS, and Thank You SWANSON'S for giving me this award and making this night possible.....oh, AND THANK YOU MARIE CALLENDER'S FOR FEEDING MY KIDS TONIGHT!!!!
Oh that picture brings back memories. When I was a kid that was my dinner on nights when mom & dad went out and left us home. I don't remember the soup being in it, but I liked the meat and potatoes, and of course the desert. To this day I still hate peas.
Some of us couldn't afford Swanson's. 7 kids and a teacher's salary make for lots of P & J. But we had the B & W TV too, so the electronic fare was the same. Thanks for the laughs I505!
I thought the greasy fried chicken dinner with mashed potatoes and corn was excellent. Every once in a while, I buy the Hungry Man version of that one still.
Please someone explain why the "meat" still had a frozen center, yet the fruit dessert was always hotter than the sun.
DC Jets Fan.
"yet the fruit dessert was always hotter than the sun."
You thought Dupont was making billions in the 60's off of the U.S. government selling THEM the napalm for the Vietnam War?
Dupont's greatest and most profitable "miracle of science" in the 60's was adding some apple peel shavings to the napalm and selling it to the minions at Swanson as a "fruit compote".
And then WE ATE IT...
(See flower children and acid freak reference in my original post).
"Do you smell that? It's napalm, son. Nothing else in the world smells like that.......except a Swanson's TV Dinner with fruit compote"
"........I love the smell of napalm in the morning."
Why am I getting this vision of Anita Bryant (in her ALMOST provocative low cut red blouse---it's the 60's ya know) hawking a Swanson's dinner (with fruit compote), on a black and white TV saying...
"Serve with orange juice and it's a breakfast food as well!!!!"
Okay, it's Friday, time to put the bong down and start drinking.