What is a Boguskyrection? Is it even a thing? Can I touch it?
Well, it all starts with a mythically mysterious man: Alex Bogusky.
Rising a topless beach away from the center of the Madisoncentric Universe, this legendary shredder of snow, guitar, and opposing brands took the advertising world by the onions. He blended a disregard for conformity with an uncanny grasp of simplicity.
The result? Bogusky and his hand picked bastions of greatness gave birth to the King, the Truth, and the Mini (along with Unpimp, Ugoff, and a crying lamp). With this success came much acclaim, causing Bogusky’s once underground fame to explode into a star the size of Gary Halbert’s ego.
But his public fame came with its cost. Much like the punk community disowned Green Day in ‘94, many in the advertising world began to nip at the ankles of each Bogusky campaign. But Green Day wore make up. Bogusky never ventured down eye shadow lane. Alas, many began to abandon the Church of Bogusky.
Bogusky did not merely persevere. Oh no. Instead he used the negativity to fuel his Cannesmobile, churning out Taste Infringement, The Flame, Oreo Mustache, Miller Man Laws, Snapalope, Whopper Freakout, Whopper Virgins… the list goes on. And so does Bogusky.
Many still believe. They understand that Bogusky’s greatness is once in a lifetime. His vision unparalleled. His onions gravitational. These Disciples of Bogusky eagerly await each move.
When those moves come, these DoB’s sport:
A Boguskyrection.
This blog reports on Boguskyrection worthy events. Many involve Bogusky and the advertising industry. Some, ridiculous yet classic videos. Other times, a Boguskyrection is rocked in anger.
I’m glad you can join me as we explore this world. Most importantly, in the spirit of Bogusky and user-generated content, interact with the site. Post your thoughts. Send in Boguskyrection worthy stories. Let me know how this site sucks (and more usefully how it can be improved).
With love.
