Indeed, the advertising has become so pervasive, one can hardly escape it. There were even screens (I suppose it was some kind of computer, but I don't really know) at the filling station, which would bombard customers with advertisements as they filled the tank. That at least has ceased, thankfully. Since the public is generally in an electronically mesmerised state, they ought to dispense with the bright colours & subliminal messages & so forth, & simply shout what they really mean, which is "buy this stupid goy!!!!, buy it NOW, stupid goy!!!!!"
It's astonishing that anyone, even a millionaire, would be so profligate as to waste $300 on a video game. These people have, for all intents & purposes become the Eloi of H.G. Wells's 'The Time Machine', right down to the giggling at anything & everything. They live only to gratify themselves, & since they never make use of their reason, it begins to atrophy & they become ever more like unto the beasts.
If there were some great cataclysm tomorrow, & the modern technological pseudo-civilisation were to be destroyed, the few survivors would live lives like those of the Australian aborigines, or the savages in the Congo.