Advocaters

I once knew a person who looked at his arm when I asked him if he was hungry.  Of course I discovered he was looking at his watch, not some half full gauge.

In my new apartment I found myself looking at the gauge on the wall when I was cold.  It said 70, so I suffered through, miserable, but confident I would get used to it.  I finally went to the store and found a thermometer that matched the reading on all the others.  Assuming this was a reasonably correct reading I bought it and took it home.

Turns out the reading on my wall was five degrees lower than it said.  I bumped up the temp and life became so much more pleasant. 

Then something occurred to me.  If I am uncomfortable, what difference does the gauge on the wall make?

I have become so accustomed to trusting outside sources telling me what I like and don't like it is ridiculous.  If I am cold.  I am cold!  If I like a certain style of shirt it doesn't matter if it is thirty years old. 

We have slipped into commercial mode somewhere along the line.  Now people who sell us stuff tell us what we want and like.  When did this happen?  Why would anyone pay someone to tell them what they like?  Especially someone who is selling them the very stuff they advocate.