That Bezeq parrot invaded my Facebook.

The Bezeq parrot is back, trying to get at me with it’s creepy feathers via my Facebook account. I found this ad on there today:

Well, at least the Bezeq marketing plan includes social networking sites. Even if that means crazy alcoholic parrots.

Doesn’t he kind of look like Ehud Olmert from the neck up?

The youth of the Bezeq parrot.

I recently finished reading a book I found on my shelf – Vernon God Little – and as I was reading it, a postcard fell out, as if by some will of the powers that be, I was meant to find it and comment:

Bezeq Parrot Ad


I couldn’t believe it! It was the freaky Bezeq parrot, whom I loathe; but he is so clean and fresh there. He looks young and vibrant. See him dance? It’s not a dance of drunken nights with crack-cocaine… It’s a dance of youth and innocence. Enjoying the music. A happy jig.

When I flipped the card over, I made a crucial discovery: this advertisement dates May 2005 – a whopping two and a half years ago! Why, I was just a young, smitten olah chadasha back then. I hadn’t yet met the Bezeq parrot that would charge me with disgust and distaste.

What did I learn from this piece of Israeli internet company history? That we all have a past, a youth, a beginning. Once in a while, we ought to get in touch with our beginnings and remember from where we came.

Would you buy Internet from the guru parrot?

In the last week, Bezeq rolled out a new edition to it’s psycho parrot ad campaign. I meant to post it earlier, but let’s face it: I don’t get around to doing things that turn me off as quickly. But as Lena points out in her comment, this one is not that bad. I still think it’s strange, but it looks like the parrot found religion and sobered up:

sober parrot guru