I Hate Google Ads
I want to support the sites I visit regularly, but some of their advertising makes me feel dirty.
I want to support the sites I visit regularly, but some of their advertising makes me feel dirty.
So I went down a rabbit-hole a while back and I ended up in a weird place. It started innocently enough, with a discussion of General Mills’ monster-themed breakfast cereals, Count Chocula, Franken Berry, and Boo Berry, but it somehow ended up with a weird Victorian-era metaphysical cult.