Why I Hate Facebook Ads
Maybe I get irked too easily.
You know those ads that you see when you’re using Facebook? They always seem to be so tailored; it often feels like Mr Facebook himself is looking over your shoulder.
I’m especially bothered by the ads that start delving into your personal life and exploiting your insecurities.
Why am I being offered penis-extension services? I’ve now developed a complex. Did Facebook examine my beach holiday photos and decided that my bulge just didn’t make the cut?
Two days ago Facebook displayed an ad saying “Jeffro, are you tired of having so few friends?”. Thanks guys.
Yesterday I was greeted with a Facebook ad that said “Finally, it’s time to lose that beer gut”.
Today the first Facebook ad I saw said “Find out if you were adopted – the easy way”.
What’s next, ads that say: “You ugly, lonely, fat excuse of a man. Buy the Ab-Man 4000 for rock hard abs today. We know you can afford it because you listed your job title and company.”
I think the creator of Facebook was bullied at school… I guess this is his way of hitting back and cyber-bullying every person in the western world.
Advertising 101 teaches building trust and rapport with your target demographic.
Facebook’s advertising policy is simple: Abuse the hell out of your subscribers, shatter their self esteem and hope they buy your advertisers products before they have a bath and plug the hair-dryer in.
And it’s not just Facebook; even my emails intelligently invade my personal space somehow.
I sent an email to a good mate of mine, complaining about my over-bearing mother. Gmail (the cheeky-buggers) kindly displayed an ad next to my sent email entitled “Professional hit-man for hire. Great rates, 100% effective.”