Firstly, to borrow a Jackles-ism .... Duh. Just duh.
Secondly, why would you want to constantly advertise to your 800,000 unique visitors a week or whatever her latest utter fabrication was that you have NO ideas and can't EVER think up anything on your own? If you're a potential investor watching NonSociety, is that going to be impressive?
We’re changing the intro to TMIweekly and I’m curious - what do you think it should be like? Any web shows - or tv shows (Um, personally, I’m obsessed with The City’s intro) - we should look at as a model?
Email me with a really great idea or links to great ideas - or even better! - a fake new intro - and I’ll send you a prize. Seriously. I am not above bribery.
And it looks like even her real-life friends and associates are trying to let Jackles know she's out of her mind.Someone told me I didn’t know “who I was” today. I’m not sure what to make of that, exactly. I think I’m many things - and sometimes those things change. Who I was five years ago, five months ago, five days ago isn’t necessarily who I am now. Why should it be?
It always bothers me that it’s perfectly acceptable to criticize politicians for “flip-flopping.” You mean taking in new information and altering one’s views accordingly? You mean allowing your life experiences to change your future behavior? You mean learning?
Human beings are inherently inconsistent - our thoughts, our feelings, the way we relate to others changes constantly - and yet, “inconsistency” remains a largely pejorative term. Why?
Perhaps I’m more inconsistent than most. I posted something today about being “in the mood for a boyfriend,” which made me laugh, because I usually don’t feel that way. I assume that’s not confusing for my readers, because they understand that sort of thing changes from day to day. I’d be lying if I said that what I want in general doesn’t also change on a (nearly) daily basis. One day I love New York and never want to leave. The next I want to go to business school. The next I want to take the summer and live in Chicago. And so on, and so on. I’ve always been like this. Lots of life paths: some happen, some don’t. Eventually it all works out, so I’ve never really worried too much about it.
I do feel that I’m at a turning point right now, and I’m actively searching for the answer to what really makes me happy. But here’s what keeps tripping me up: there are elements of what makes me happy in a lot of things which don’t make me happy. Additionally, some things which make me happy only make me happy in small doses. Does that make sense?
I suppose what I’m trying to say is that “knowing who you are,” isn’t a set conclusion you come to, the way you write up a mission statement for a company, like “Don’t be evil.” Or … hmmm. Maybe it is?
UPDATE: Sorry, I can't believe I missed this gem from last night.
JA has a history of surprising interviewers with her SUPER niceness.
Jackles, remember when you sent us e-mails this week and posted your letter to us on your blog, expressing an inability to understand why we don't like you? THIS is why we don't like you. It's not too difficult to be a fawning fake in a 20-minute interview, for one thing -- I've seen it a lot in the course of my career. But to post this with a [REDACTED]? What is wrong with you? Seriously. Next time you're asking yourself: "Why doesn't anybody like me?" just go back to this post. It's because you're a ridiculous fool.