Intellectual Turgidity

When I watch the endless Cialis commercials on teevee, I wonder which gender portrayal looks more hapless, the male or the female? I've decided it's a tie and everybody comes in second. The women seem so heartbreakingly horny and the men so adolescently eager....both act astonished, tentative, tender, and hopeful. Everybody's life is being tumultuously transformed by an erection and the romantic, turgid music swells in accordance as the voyeuristic lens closes in with a wink and a leer.

As a football fan, I am subjected to these commercials over and over again even as I'm watching concussive simulated warfare on the gridiron and loving it.

I wish they could come up with an intellectual Cialis, a chemical that creative folks could ingest in order to sustain an idea from conception to completion. Many of us are blessed/cursed with ideaphoria...a non-stop flow of ideas. We get started on one, we state our intention, we see the finished product in our mind, we take the first step, we see the available path, we see the connection between this idea and hundreds of other ideas all addressed towards the same obvious need, we're gonna be rich, we're gonna be famous, we're gonna change the world, we don't need end marks when we got commas, we on a roll and
then
we 
lose 
focus
and
fade
away
like 
the
music.

We turn on the teevee.
We ask the essential questions.
When do I get paid?
What's the score?
Where's my beer?

Meanwhile, somewhere out there, someone else had the same idea at the same time. They took it all the way. They changed the world. They stopped watching teevee and didn't see any more Cialis commercials which by now had become superfluous in their Gestalt.

Imagine the commercials when intellectual Cialis becomes a reality although when that happens no one will be watching them.