Do you ever just squirm watching two people talk past each other. Both the anchor and the dealer are so fixated on their own points of view, they miss what’s being said. The dealer is trying to sell trucks by throwing in an AK-47 as a bonus when you buy an American made pickup. Except he’s really giving away gift certificates for AK-47s, and a customer has to go through the regular legal rigamarole of purchasing a gun. The anchor is treating him as if he’s got hundreds of AK-47s on the lot and passing them out like candy.
The dealer answers her with informal logical fallacies (which are implemented typically in salesmanship), but he’s also treading carefully so as not to piss off potential customers (ie. first responders). At least the guy is doing his job: selling. And he’s doing it without having to buy advertising. Slick. I mean “God, Guns, Guts, blah, blah, blah” is as ingenius as “God, Hookers, Porn, and Shlongs” as an ad. The dealer knows his customer audience.
The anchor doesn’t know hers. She uses lame attributions “some people” might be offended. She asserts an AK-47 giveaway is irresponsible without tying the assertion to a fact such as the gun owner is more likely to be killed or have someone in his family killed by the gun he owns than to actually gun down a perpetrator. She’s lazy…which is inexcusable in her profession. She looks like she’s just trying to pick on a hick.