More logo creep.

A follow up to an old post about logo-encrusted vests and photographers of the NFL:

Read all about it.

The most poignant quote comes from NPPA vice president John B. Zibluk:

“It would be naive to believe the walking billboard movement will stop with one organization, one vest, and two logos. We really need to draw a line here... This issue is clear, and it serves as a wakeup call about the dangers and expansion of commercialism without oversight."

Commercialism without oversight. I like that term. I'll have to stuff that away in the mental vault for later.

Logo creep.

I've long held the subconscious belief that I don't really want to wear logos on my clothing. It's actually a policy here at work (especially pertinent for casual Fridays), so I've always kind of liked that. I will wear logos for the sports teams I support, but otherwise I'd rather not be advertising for anyone, thank you.

I even hate it when people have license plate holders on their cars that advertise for the dealership where they bought the car. It's laziness, plain and simple. I hardly think anyone loves the dealership so much that they'd choose to put something like that on their car, let alone PAY TO DO IT. And yet you see them all the time. It's disgusting.

Then there's this.

I'm officially going to say it now: I am against any logos being anywhere that people don't want them. Is there a logo-related version of an iconoclast? That's for me. Logoclast. Advertising and promotion have gotten carried away in every arena of daily American life, and I am now officially against it. Ironic, but true.

Worst logo ever.

I'm not even kidding. This is not hyperbole. This is the worst logo I have ever seen. I know everyone knows all about it already, but the thing causes seizures for crying out loud. I, as a graphic designer, could not have done a worse job. And for 400,000 pounds, neither could you.

I can't stress this enough. This logo will go down in history. We will all someday tell our grandkids.