This is not necessarily a New York thing, but definitely a Christmas thing. As I sit here watching the insipid, though thoroughly researchy James Lipton on “Inside the Actors’ Studio” (did I get that punctuation right?), I am pelted with one electric razor ad after the next.
Why is that? Why do we see such a plethora of electric razor ads in the three weeks before Christmas, but nary a blade the rest of the year? Seriously, what is up with that? Do they think we poor clueless gift-buyers, 12 hours before all stores close, are going to run into the local Duane Reade and demand to buy the latest-and-greatest Remington, in the name of greatest-and-most-appropriate-presents-in-the-history-of-Christmas?
Or do the ad buyers just figure we have no idea what else to fill out the Christmas stocking better than an electric razor? After all, men grow beards every day. Problem is, nothing takes the place of that old reliable .29 cent Bic in the shower (contrary to all the ‘Queer Eye for the Straight Guy’ you can watch).
I don’t know. This is all very vexing, and has been since I was 10 and figured something was up when I had no idea of the existence of electric razors until I would see them appear on the TV right before Christmas, like “Charlie Brown” or “Rudolph,” or “Emmett Otter’s Jug Band Christmas” (for those of you who had cable back in the day).
Any thoughts, kids?