An angry sneaky Pete performed a slalom down the steps, hilarity. Joan got upset at Don regarding the fact that he fired Jaguar, after she used her body for something much larger than the nothing that she thought it was. Peggy is living in a private hell because, now that the mid-level firms have merged to form super-creative, Peggy must deal with the fact that she was a true dirtbag to the Downy Bear Stan Rizzo… and she can not reconcile the Draper eclipse as she had really hoped that she could prove to herself that she could attain the highest degree of professional success on her own. No disrespect to Don, I’m sure. How about Don and Ted Cavanaugh’s commonground? They simultaneously reached a growth plateau when it came to their mid-sized firms, Don saw an opportunity as he instinctively does, and he seizes it. Luckily, Roger Sterling was a part of this process, had he not been, then the agency would’ve developed a deep distaste for Don’s singularity of decision-making. Joan had made it clear that it should be a team effort, the irony being that the IPO meetings were carried out by the majority of the partners behind Don Draper’s back.
The most interesting part of the drama comes about when:
1. The partners, MINUS Don, carry out these IPO meetings to expand the firm many-fold.
2. Don, wanting to do business with decent people, fired Jaguar because he never got over what that grimey dirtbag Herb had Joan do. Remember? “Not like this…” He said it twice in that one episode! Don got the last laugh.
3. When Don fired Jaguar, he extinguished the company’s Public IPO opportunity simply because he was unaware of the fact that this was taking place. Therein lies the cognitive dissonance. Kudos to the partners for taking initiative, shame on them from keeping their lord and savior Draper Christ out of the loop as though he isn’t their greatest advocate. The aforementioned leads me to my next point.
Pete Campbell had made mention, after one of the IPO meetings, that Donald Draper doesn’t care about money, that is an important allusion that will further explain why Draper does what he does. When his firm evolves, he evolves. He and his career are on the same trajectory. His business and his identity are ONE, he is his work, and that is why he will do business the way that he sees fit because unlike everyone else, his work is his life… And he will not compromise or sell his existence short. It is primary to all things…
4. Don and Ted Cavanaugh run into each other outside of a meeting with Chevy, that Roger Sterling facilitated –Yes, astounding how Roger found a way to turn his pleasure into business– to Ted’s dismay. Ted delivers a manifesto blueprinting the dual fate of the two stalemated firms, and begins to sink in… over drinks, of course… and Draper suddenly realizes what must happen and that it must happen NOW. Don pulled the trigger, urged that the two firms merge, performed an INCEPTION on the Chevy minds, and made them believe that the merger was Chevy’s idea so that the merger itself was possible. This deal would send their new firm to unparalleled new heights. Even if there was a problem at the office post Chevy acquisition, they’d pale in comparison to the problems pre-Chevy acquisition.
SO HERE’S the kicker, again… Bert, Pete, and Joan had worked tirelessly to get an IPO and take the company public… they succeeded in doing so, until Donald Draper followed his heart and fired that bag of wheat germ, Herb and his Jaguar. THAT nullified the IPO that Draper was completely unaware of, forcing him into emergency salvage mode –where he is at his greatest– and acquired Chevy AND another firm… When Donald Draper panics, he evolves like a Pokemon and so does the firm.
Don achieved the same goal of expanding the firm exponentially, but ironically, without the team that tried to expand the firm exponentially without Don. Ding! Ding! Don wins! And they will be temporarily sour about it, but luckily Roger Sterling –who was in cahoots, and empowered by the notion that he’s still got it– can and will defend Don and his efforts to take this company to another echelon and that the sour patch underlings will always profit from Don’s pain. Roger can talk his way out of anything. Again, Don doesn’t care about the money, his strife comes from the fact that the company is his life’s blood and will go through any measure necessary to keep it alive.
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There is, indeed, a plan for you… but that plan is you operating within the structured parameters of someone else’s plan if you don’t follow through. Allow me to reiterate and rephrase…
There is a plan for you, be it your plan or someone else’s. We all have a plan, execute that plan or else you’ve been planned for. You’ve been accounted for by people that you’ve never met, and may never get to know. That’s all a part of their plan. They have everything to gain –according to plan– and you stand to lose if you have no plan because you have no clue what game you’re playing. You must move with purpose, or the moment you feel as though you lack it you’ll be assigned one. The core of you, once fueled by purpose will cool right on down to mere jaded monotony… task. And you’ll be ensnared in a loop of misery until you reacquaint yourself with you and purpose. I’ve been incredibly repetitive thus far, but only because I had to tell you what I was going to tell you, tell you, and then tell you about what I told you. That, my friend, is persuasion according to Jay Heinrich. I used the aforementioned example of persuasion, to serve as this particular blog entry’s purpose.
I wanted to embue you with the notion that you’re a part of an intricate network of purpose on a macro & microcosmic level… of varying proportion, of course, but they’re all related to one another somehow. Choice is the fulcrum of history. One moment hinges upon what you decide to do with the next. There is power in that. Know that its yours. Your plan, your purpose, your choice? You must take control of it. You must walk with direction, and not meander unless the purpose in doing so is to discover. Purpose is your origin. Lose that and you lose yourself. There should be purpose in everything that you say and do, and you will be granted the power that you were born with and destined to wield.
Loki –Thor’s brother– proclaimed that he was “burdened by glorious purpose”, which was a powerful notion to me because the only caveat that existed in his world was the fact that he no other choice but to achieve… Purpose. The greatest burden there is.
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”For Her” is simply the best kind of production… haven’t heard anything this elaborate in a long long time… I felt like I was at a restaurant, staring at a menu with nothing but whole-number integers, no decimal points, & artwork food that you pay a hefty price to ruin with your mouth… a downtempo romantic ambiance… an upscale dining experience for two…. and I’m staring down at my wallet looking for new money to appear to cover the exorbitant tab. Unlike the dining experience, “For Her” provided so much for so little. It was Utopic. Enjoy the 6-Track “Live In Concert” collaboration between Curren$y & Wiz Khalifa available on iTunes.
Enjoy. By the way, its good to be back… The name is @TravantiQuinn, I’ll put that in the blog soon.
Only a Reality TV Star can acquire style points for getting arrested or making headlines, they redeem their drama for cash prizes. You? You’d get thrown chin-first into a prison. No bail for you, unless S.S Grandma or another well-heeled loved one can get you out. And once you get out, you’ll be pushing a caravan of shopping carts across the blazing parking lot of a grocery store.
As for the Reality Star or Public Figure? They usually benefit from their public strife, because they have a paying audience who subscribes to their manufactured struggle. Like I said, or didn’t say, but am saying, controversy fuels the public figure’s career. You need 87′ Octane and Protein, they need to sock a photographer in the Canon Lens. What you’d get arrested for, or cast away as a social pariah for, they are rewarded for.
Although it is a fascinating thing, it isn’t a new thing. People have subscribed to the public lives of others for 1000s of years. There isn’t a motive force in human history that can do for you, what a spectacle can do for you. Ask P.T. Barnum. Yes, the circus dude. As quickly as you can rise, you can fall, but you can rise again, your audience loves to watch you rise, fall, and then redeem yourself. Its fucking weird, but hey, they’re your people not mine.
You see, the average man or woman lead a rather jaded and monotonous existence. When they get home from their triangle of perpetual boredom, they numb themselves via the vicarious consumption of things they will likely never experience. Never say never, I know, but if you’re sitting on a couch watching Storage Wars when you could be honing your craft, then probably never. And that’s perfectly fine, we need you too Mr. and Mrs. Escapist.
Reality TV Stars and other public figures alike, are compensated for rendering a service to the subscriber, at the expense of their privacy, and maybe their own sense of reality. It takes an effort to maintain perspective, so decide what you will and won’t allow to validate your existence.
Friday began with the usual 6am wake-up alarm, I instinctively slapped my phone for performing its civic duty. I know, it was wrong, but it violated my unconsciousness… had to do something about that. I won’t go through my entire routine the way Jill Scott sang about her breakfast menu, but i will say that my days are far from routine.
Take today for instance. I interviewed in a faraway city called Mid-City. It wasn’t so much a city as it was a trash receptacle for Hollywood, a much cooler city. I had to walk through a wall with a knob on it to get to the site that I interviewed in. I was informed that they’d like 3-months of free-labor before they would consider paying a living person a living wage. That seems fair. All in all, the interview went well, as well as a “What the fuck, bro” can go.
I hopped on the Metro at La Brea, that took me back into Hollywood. That is when I got the text message about an audition. I twinkle-toe Flintstoned down the steps to the Red Rail Subway and headed to NoHo for what might be the biggest opportunity I’ve encountered in the 5 days that I’ve been in LA… I’m preparing for a rather large undertaking this Monday, but you’ll find out about what transpired Monday when Monday gets here.
As an aside, a brand new Mercedes comes with every Extra Value Meal and El Pollo Loco #4.
This is my third published article at Technorati.com: Cain Train Brain Drain on Technorati.
The GOP issued a Reality TV casting call to fill a vacancy left by Donald Trump, and one proprietor answered the call. Herman Cain. Herman Cain has gone from presidential hopeful, to presidential hopeless, and that means that there is still hope for America.
Was he a qualified candidate? Are any of them qualified candidates? He spoke the language of the people he represented. Unfortunately, there is no Rosetta Stone for that language, only tattooed truck stop bathroom stalls. Not only did that qualify him as a political pundit, but, so does the mishandling of his public personal life. See what I did there?
He was accused of having an extra-marital affair with Ginger White. She states that the affair lasted 13 years. I would disagree with the name, affair, that sounds very much like a marriage. In fact, that affair outlasted most marriages, making it more of a marriage than an affair. Affairs occur during weekend visits and summers. I digress.
Herman Cain disagrees. Herman Cain denies the allegations, but “13″ is an awfully specific number to fabricate. I would’ve doubted her sincerity if she didn’t mention a number, but apparently, she was there with someone‘s Herman Cain for more than a decade. Maybe it is a case of mistaken identity, she meant Horatio Cain.
For those of you who are interested, understand that the #GOP presidential debates take place on television. Broadcast Television derives its revenue from ratings, ergo, the current candidates –Hermain Cain included– are a gaggle of mascots cheering for a brand of fail. That brand of fail, much like Reality TV, creates an interesting spectacle that draws even the brightest of people to the television screen. An unfortunate kind of brilliant. These debates are making tv stations a lot of money at the expense of our sanity. Their mantra? “More money, your problems.”
Until you allow the aforementioned to marinate, you will never understand how the likes of Herman Cain, Trump, Gingrich, and Bachmann can receive the opportunities that they do. Maybe the estranged Herman Cain supporters will migrate to Newt Gingrich, a kindred extra-marital spirit.
Article first published as Immortal Kombat on Technorati. (I write for them).
In the month of November, the legend of a legend, reminiscent of other legends, was born.
Immortals, starred the protagonist, Theseus (Henry Cavill). A run-of-the-mill hero.
He had chiseled facial features, he displayed physical dominance over every living thing, experienced one moment of self-doubt before the final battle, possessed more intuition than the oracle whose intuition he was to depend on, screwed an un-screwable woman while poisoned & subsequently bragged about it, and he began his journey under the tutelage of an old sage named Old Man… who would enlighten the youngster as he practiced attacking things… as budding Gods do.
If you hadn’t noticed, Immortals was produced by the same producers of the movie 300. So, yes, the movie was visually stunning. Like 300, Immortals was filmed primarily in Sepia. Nobody knows why, but the 300 production team clearly has an affinity for both warfare and old-fashioned photographs.
I almost forgot to mention their obsession with masks.
Hypothetical pitch meeting:
Producer: “We’re doing another war film, it’ll be shot in Sepia again. It’ll be a historical hodgepodge, but what should the focus be?”
Head Writer: “I’m not entirely sure, but it would probably involve evil masks. The Medieval Jabawockee look worked well in 300″
Producer: “but we’ve already done that…”
Head Writer: “And people loved it.”
Producer: “………….. I like it”
Mickey Rourke (King Hyperion) plays a convincing menace, but dressing him as a Venus Flytrap diminished the villainy.
He looked like a Pokemon, which would have been genius if it were intentional.
For this overly masculine-a-movie, you would not expect for there to be so many wardrobe changes. Madonna during concert? Yes. Mickey Rourke? No. Immortals definitely had some Metrosexual Man-vogue going on, but that made it interesting.
See? King Hyperion is part Venus Flytrap, part Pokemon, and part Jabawockee. A hodgepodge of hilarity. Immortals was as unintentionally funny as it was ultra-violent and action-packed.
- The Athenian Army of 57 men faced off against King Hyperion’s army of what appeared to be 2,000,000. No big deal. Clever camera angles & film editing killed maybe 1,999,877 of them itself, leveling the playing field.
- The Braveheart moment fell flat on its face. With the sudden & synchronized clanking of their armor, it turned into an Under Armor commercial. They must protect this house.
- Hyperion signals for his men to charge, the Athenian Army lost all desire to fight, Theseus spoke to them, they ignored 89% of his speech, & they instantly regained the courage to fight an army that initially outnumbered them 40,000 to 1. And the rest is history….fabricated, history.
Here’s an example of how pivotal the Theseus Fog of War speech was:
Soldier: “Who are you to tell us what to do!!?”
Theseus: “I am no one to tell you what to do, I am Theseus”
Now that, is leadership.
- In nearly every meeting hosted by King Hyperion, he arbitrarily killed one of his henchman for being the bearer of good news, bad news, or just news. He doesn’t like news.
- Too many cuts to the Barbeque Bull. Ok, we get it, being inside of that thing sucks.
- The Eagle in the movie wasn’t a symbol, it wasn’t paying homage to Falconry, the screeching Eagle shot was just there.. the entire film. Subliminal American Eagle product placement?
- The preferred attack of choice was to the throat or to the inner-thigh. It was odd. Observe how many people fell prey to a well-executed throat or inner-thigh attack… In Immortals, a well-placed lower-inner-thigh attack was like a Halo head-shot. “Lost, the lead. Gained, the lead”
- There was an extravagant display of God-on-God violence, when Zeus slayed the disobedient Ares with an Inferno Whip. This made Theseus a believer. Sorry, zealots. He saw actual Gods, & they yelled at him. I’d be convinced too.
- Athena played Mystique, from X-Men, in her first scene with Zeus. Be yourself, Athena.
- To appease a mortal movie audience, they employed Spartacus: Blood and Sand-esque slow-motion fight scenes to simulate how fast Gods are, and how slow we are.
- The film makers poked fun of Greece being the supposed origin of civilization, democracy, & their obsession with diplomacy with this scene:
Greek King: “Let us negotiate”
Hyperion: *Head Chop*
Greek King: “………………………….”
I strongly urge that you watch Immortals. If not for the comedic fodder, then to nourish your primitive affinity for combat. Or, in this case, Immortal Kombat.
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Hello, everyone! Hopefully everyone had a wonderful weekend, I probably got judged the entire length of mine, and I’m ok with that. We had so much fun, people and I. They were good judgements, though, I’m sure. Judgement gets a bad (w)rap, and it shouldn’t, because a judgement is a split-second impulse that the human brain must undergo to, well, keep you alive.
Last Thursday, I was named a writer/contributor at Technorati and my first article was published today…that should’ve gotten published on Friday…but I submitted as a draft, to drafts, and not to any editor in particular. Enjoy the article and pass it along, and feel free to leave comments here.
Oh, and before I leave this blog post, you can follow me on Twitter: @ironsheek
Ok, back to “Kim: The Brand of Celebrity”:
Article first published as Your Favorite Celebrity is a Commercial on Technorati.