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No, even though the innuendo is there in every mention of the company name, it isn’t necessarily about anyone. This ad was. This time, they did use a sexual reference to a child, for their own purposes. I am assured by our legal talent that it is entirely legal to do so. I accept that. It is still reprehensible, and legal opinions have no bearing on that.
Pretending that is isn’t a sexual innuendo is just stupid.
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Mate, you’ve got no idea what you’re on about here. I don’t know how many times I can explain that the company’s name has no sexual innuendo here in Australia. It’s just a name, just as Coon Cheese doesn’t have racist innuendo here either. It’s just a name- just as “Ford” and “Coca-Cola” and “Boeing” and “De Beers” are just names.
If you guys in the US want to misinterpret foreign company names, fine. But that doesn’t change the fact Virgin Mobile isn’t using anything approaching “sexual innuendo” to sell their stuff in this case, no matter how badly certain misinformed parties in foreign countries would like to believe otherwise.
Bear in mind that Advertisers here in Australia can get away with a lot more than they can in the US- some of the ads for Deodorant, V8 Utes, Beer, and so on are a lot more risque than anything Virgin Mobile are ever likely to come up with. Hell, you see more sexual innuendo on the cover of Cleo magazine than you do in a Mobile Phone ad. Red Rooster’s current ad campaign features gratuitous T&A to sell some kind of chicken sizzler type thing, and there’s an ad for Breaka milk in which a Footy Team’s mascot is asked by his flatmate why he “does that crappy job” (having rubbish thrown at him, gettin crash tackled by people, making an ass of himself), when it’s revealed during the half-time show he gets a front row view, close range of all the cheerleaders doing their routine in all their short-skirted gymnastic glory.
Compare that to… a company whose name can, if you’re determined about it, be interpreted as being innuendo in some contexts (but only by the sort of people who think it’s Shakespeare needs re-writing “to remove all the naughty bits”), and you can, I hope, see why this entire conversation is rapidly becoming considerably more absurd than a Dadaist performance of Monty Python’s “And Now For Something Completely Different”.
I’m also reminded of a (possibly apocryphal) anecdote about Samuel Johnson, who, upon compiling his Dictionary, was congratulated by a woman at a social gathering for not having put any Naughty Words in it. Dr. Johnson’s response: “Ah, so you’ve been looking for them, have you Madam?” ![]()