I find myself saying that phrase quite a lot. For one, there are infomercials. My favorite (meaning the one with which I spend the most time yelling at the TV) is the HD sunglasses. They are sunglasses which advertise to not only protect your eyes but somehow allow you to, quote, "See the world in HD!" Alright, first off, HD means that the definition resolution is at it's highest. ON A TV. You can't just put on sun glasses and see colors better. Your eyes already see the world in REAL definition. The whole point of High Definition is to make it look MORE like REAL definition. Definition doesn't get any more high than REAL.
Also, I heard a story on Fox News about some company thinking about putting chocolate in baby formula. And that quote, "Some parents are outraged." Number one, I notice that people get outraged about a lot of things nowadays. ("Someone forgot to flush. Some people are outraged.") I suppose that they have some reason to be outraged. Childhood obesity is a big problem in the U.S. However, I highly doubt that giving kids chocolate formula is going to get them hooked on chocolate for the rest of their lives ("Nobody move! This is a hold-up! Hand over all your chocolate Blizzards! NOW!"). Besides that, if you don't like the formula, DON'T BUY IT. There are plenty of other formulas to choose from, and this same company (enfagrow) has many other flavors that no one is quite "outraged" about. So, obesity is not going to be a problem. I didn't see anyone outraged when Nesquick came out with chocolate milk.
On another note, I am getting really sick of the Bachellor and the Bachellorette on ABC. I can't believe people actually watch it. I might understand if you watch it for one season, but if you are coming back for season 5,346, I have to question your taste in television. Honestly, it's the same plot over and over. A bunch of women compete to marry a random guy whom they have never met. Tears, people go home, Mr. Bachelor has trouble making up his mind. Enter 3-hour season finale. Then, the lucky winner drives off into the sunset with Sir Smoochesalot, and they live happily ever after. We assume such, as we don't hear from them again. Then, one of the rejects gets a season all to herself. Repeat process indefinitely until we have successfully driven the guy population of the world insane.
Where oh where did The Dick van Dike show go?