the video is brilliantly disturbing... the sounds, the visuals, the story, the presentation, the artifice, the message... chilling... and so i declare for all to see once again (how noble and self-important, aye?... well, the self-mockery of this parenthetic interruption ought to balance the pomp, or so the theory goes) i want to know her (and play with her and hug her and squeeze her and take her home and name her ka cuz she's not a george, she's more kawaii though much deeper, but you get my drift if you remember the reference)... she is living the dream i dreamed when i was her age in so many ways... there was no way to do it back then, all the equipment, the toys, the stuff i would have had... kind of a perfect ad placement too, but that's beside the point (or is it?... if she chose the add {what ad?}, that is another way of making the point... near perfectly, perfectly even, if we believe perfect is possible)... cute and musical, yes, but so much more...
the long narrow hallway on the way to surgery is way too symbolic... and the maze i can't believe you found your way (favorite line of believers, if you know)... proof is already extremely disappointing, but then, what can we expect from mainstream tv that only knows how to regirgitate the same old stories...
narf with a sigh :)
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