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Back on 8/8/08, local writer Amy Krouse Rosenthal asked people to gather at The Bean to "make something." This is what they made, and it's pretty damn great.
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awww, you made me all weepy now... definitely lovely.
oh good. I wasn't the only one who cried at that. I wasn't here in the city that weekend, or I would have been there, too.
This is exactly why I love my city.
Bunch of white people off the internet acting like being decent to each other and actual human interaction is something special to be lauded and set to "This American Life" music. Ain't that precious.
Life as photo opportunity.
And it turns out to all be a promotion for her book of pablum.
http://www.encyclopediaofanordinarylife.com/
Hundreds of people participating in a commercial for some woman's book. What a moment of transcendent joy.
Wow, it must be a miserable existence being that bitter all the time in life.
So what if she wrote a book? She brought a group of strangers together, they had a great moment, and people were civil to each other, something a lot of our current world is lacking.
Also I saw some people that were of other color besides white in that video. Just pointing that out.
Carrie and Biblio, I cried too. Of course I'm heading home for my grandfathers funeral, so a message of make the most of your time really struck close to home.
It's nice to see people doing something simple and sweet for a change.
I wish I had been there.
That sort of thing rally just makes me think about all of the lovely things I am lucky enough to have and know. I may send something in to her. Advert or not, it's better than being miserable all the time.
Wow, it must be a miserable existence being that bitter all the time in life.
Actually, it's quite invigorating.
I don't believe life is there to be blogged or recorded or twittered. I don't believe that people pimping a book of neo-new age drivel with childish stunts should be lauded as something wonderful. Flash-mob, twitter-mob bulltwaddle.
There are actual brilliant, wonderful artists out there doing amazing things in public all the time who don't get nearly the same amount of "Gee whiz" coverage and heaps of praise for their work. Buskers, street-performers, hell even street theater companies like the "summer is for fireflies" people.
So a bunch of white people stood around taking pictures of themselves holding up signs and thought they were beautiful and unique for a moment. Maybe afterward they went to starbucks, uploaded the pictures to flickr, smiled at the memory of an event that was really there simply to allow them to create memories of an event.
It's an echo chamber of wanking.
Albany: Even though I happen to agree with your views on this issue, what in the world is your hang-up with "white people"? What does that even have to do with anything? Is that a code for yuppie, or well-off, or suburban, or Wicker Park-ish, or something else? Do you have something against white people? Are white people the only people who do stupid, narcissistic activities disguised as meaningful art? Do you simply not like white people? Or, perhaps, do you simply not like being a white person (I have no idea if you are white or not, of course)?
Or, perhaps, is your use of "white people" simply an attempt to show how edgy and multicultural you are? Hell if I know, but it is a curious thing you have going there.
This is the most self-pretentious, Chicken Soup for the Soul-esque, BS I've ever watched. Can I have my 7 minutes back?
Gatsby:
No. But buy her book for more stunning insights into how life is really neat and stuff.