
September 4, 2008
Like deli meats. And not having to eat them.
Travel’s PR debacles like destination violence, hurricanes, fuel surcharges and grounded airlines sound like minced spam compared to the Maple Leaf situation, eh Pumpkins? Health Canada has all but put a moratorium on sandwich loaf. Poor old Maple Leaf. They’re cured. Roasted. Pickled.
Rebrand! Even when it isn’t tainted, ‘deli meat’ sounds as appetizing as beef tongue. Sell it to the youth market – call it MyMeat. Or Yo’Meat. Pack o’Meat? Change the gooey wet packaging. And you’re back in business.
And what about those Yanks, eh Pumpkins? My, my. Are they liberating women or what? That Sarah. What a gal. Americans are so much more advanced -- in a shoot a grizzly & knock-up the young’uns kind of way. Up here on the farm, we're still controlled by a sea of back slappin’ beer swillin’ travel men talkin’ the big business -- while the ladies make the contracts, finalize the bookings and wash the coffee cups. Amen.