My grandma started me on coffee when I was five, but I probably never had cola until I was seven or eight. Today, I will drink fifteen cups of coffee a day, but maybe five colas in a year.
Note that the organization which ran the ad resolved the issue of whether the stuff should be called "soda" or "pop."
They opt for either and/or both.
The notion of raising a Blatz baby just seems way beyond the pale. Of course, the idea of coming home to a "Blatz Mama" isn't all that appealing, either.
Oh, yes. Eat, drink, be merry-- and smoke; for tomorrow we die.
What ads that run now will be shocking, nay, horrifying to a future generation? Among others, perhaps this one, if the food police have their way. Maybe sooner than you expect. Bon appetit.