OK, so maybe I was unclear. The point is that the delicious food smell from burning myself severely was unexpected, distracting ... and worse, rather invasive,

OK, so maybe I was unclear. The point is that the delicious food smell from burning myself severely was unexpected, distracting ... and worse, rather invasive, and hard to put out of mind. So that's like being confronted by advertising that triggers some unconscious drive. It puts some new thought in your head, which leads you to do something that you otherwise wouldn't. So that'a invasive just like the smell of ones braising flesh, which bringsd up thoughts of eating. That is, the riff that art to advertising is like gastronomy to cannibalism. Or at least, autocannibalism. There's also similarity between advertising and sexual assault. The possibility that a victim -- like a victim of advertising -- will come to enjoy the experience. And end up being betrayed by their body. Which arguably is one of thge worst parts of the experience. Seeing ads is rather like brain rape.