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This is nothing more than viral marketing... just google
"wii fit youtube marketing". The original uploader of the first jiggle vid was an advertising agency - Tinsley Advertising and the person in the vid was an employee of said agency.
Not that it being a viral campaign is good or bad, it's just what it is.
Actually, I don't think it was so much that I threw in the towel, but more like the towel was suddenly ripped out of my hands and it was no longer mine to throw. I don't think human nature allows us to throw in our own towels, we are ever-hopeful, when the towel is thrown, it's not our conscious choice.
Trust? Instincts? All well and good but sometimes people who truly are Honorable in their hearts will hurt us in ways we never imagined, and they won't even realize it. Often, your trust is well placed and your instincts are right on target, and things will still blow up in your face.
My very best friend, a man I trusted with my life, a man who I was was with for 5 years slept with my best female friend on the same day that my mother died, and out of what I can only imagine was guilt, he never spoke to me again.
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But I don't think you are there yet, I think you are where I was before I ever even met that man.
I had felt like I had baked a delicious cake, and I only wanted to share it. I didn't want to eat that cake all by myself, but person after person looked at my cake with disdain. I would wonder, what's wrong with my cake? Why doesn't anyone want any? There wasn't anything wrong with my cake, though. It was just that the people I was offering it to were already full, or diabetic, or allergic to flour, and they just couldn't bring themselves to have any.
Now, I've eaten my cake, and it was yummy enough, though maybe a little stale. Maybe someday in the future I'll bake another one, but for now my cookware is safely tucked away, out of sight and out of mind, on the highest shelf I could find. I don't miss it a bit.
Nowhere in this letter does it say anything about having been to film school. Did the LW just head off to Californy with a dream and a prayer? Seems like if a person actually studied the film industry they'd have been expecting what they got. Have fun being disappointed with your next ill-concieved, badly-planned effort to find meaning in life.