By the time I read “No Logo” in 2005 I had been working in advertising for five years, and came to question what my brain power was being used for. At the time I worked in a small ad agency near Tel Aviv. Clients included small real-estate companies and baby-clothing brands; as I tried for the umpteenth time to peddle a new suburban development, I asked myself, Why? Why was this work necessary? I certainly wasn’t the first ad-woman to have ever felt so, but I couldn’t put my malaise into words.
Klein gave me another gift. The advertising industry does not look kindly on cogs questioning the machine; if you’re experiencing qualms, here’s a line of creatives who will replace you. But Klein showed me a path for using my critical tendencies to do good. The year I read her book, I left advertising for journalism. The change had been brewing for some time, but Klein supplied the ideological catalyst—and many useful anti-corporate arguments to hurl at anyone questioning the change I was making. Sanctimonious? Perhaps, but also very effective.