I don't know about all of that....seems kind of creepy to me. Although, I do know I got the full court press to get a really, really expensive one when I was picking out my dad's. Promises of him flying straight to heaven or something like that...I remember thinking, "WTF?" It was ridiculous.
So...what? You go to Cosco for 3 cases of Dr. Pepper, a 5 gallon drum of ketchup and a casket. Couldn't be any worse than my usual--go to Wal-Mart for toothpaste, a gallon of Kilz, some socks, a chain saw, and an oil change.