Is anyone else annoyed that burger king is using a parody of Simon and Garfunkel in their commercials?
As I sit here tonight, talking with you, pondering this box of chicken fries and a triple whopper, I can say with definitive surety that the likeness of Simon and Garfunkel is intrinsically tied with the nature of this restaurant and, nay, perhaps our very human nature itself. One need look no further than the lyrics of their 1968 hit single, The Boxer, for evidence towards this end: “When I left my home and my family, I was no more than a boy In the company of strangers In the quiet of the railway station, runnin scared Laying low, seeking out the poorer quarters, where the ragged people go Looking for the places only they would know” Burger King, as a reasonably-priced eating establishment, could conceivably exist as a restaurant frequented by those less fortunate than ourselves. Time and again, it was not McDonalds, it was not Wendy’s, it was not that despicable Arby’s, but it was Burger King who has served America when America has needed its patriotism most. I leave you with a quot
