When do we reach saturation point?

Saw a new ad for Meg Whitman, the would be politician who wants to be queen of California (and maybe the U.S.), today.  She now has former employees and friends expounding her virtues. 

I am not exaggerating, but I believe I see or hear about 5 ads for her every day.  EVERY DAY!  These have been going on for a couple of months now.  That means that by the November elections, I will have seen or heard her ads at least 1,500 times.  Yes, seeing the woman that is buying the governership of one of the largest economies in the world is going to be in my face at least one thousand five hundred times before she takes receipt of her purchase.  Oh, joy.  Oh, bliss.  Oh, puke.

Apparently, she is a penny pincher and trims to the bone. Watch out all you voters, and non-voters, who need help to survive in this world. A little more of that threadbare rug that you live on is going to disappear.

A footnote:  This avalanche of advertising is but a preview of what we will see once the corporate big boys start buying airtime for their bought and paid for politicians and pet causes.  I mean, don't we already see enough ads for drilling and mining everything possible?  It's a "let's find and use it all right now, before it runs out" attitude.  Screw the kids and grandkids.  They won't need it, just like they won't need clean air to breathe or clean water to drink.  And, oh, that means the companies behind this carpet bombong will get all the profits from it, too.