Life is like a Box of Chocolates, Pitching a Proposal is like a Game of Poker

Admittedly, not my best frame, but I haven't been sleeping lately. I have, however, been a creative genius lately. Unfortunately, this creative genius has all come at 3 am and consists of a marketing campaign for Tanquery Gin (no, I have not been drinking), a public relations initiative for Facebook, and not my homework.

Okay, not exactly true. Some of this extra brainpower has been useful for the client proposal I'm working on. Problem is, a proposal isn't supposed to be a campaign. Part of the assignment is to know how much to give away, and how much to hold back, so that you don't risk losing the client AND your ideas to another firm.

On the bright side, I might be heading towards a stellar career in my chosen field, if I can move halfway around the world so that my ideas come during the business day. What, you don't think that will work? Honestly, as much as the whole insomnia thing sucks, I am kind of reassured about my abilities. Nothing brings on self-doubt like impending graduation.

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Foodies vs. Libertarians, Round Two

Round One wasn't really a fight, but whatever. Caught your attention, right? Elyzabethe posted about Montgomery County's trans fat ban, which inspired my post last week on the Guerrilla Nutrition Labels, which inspired her response . Well, over on my new favorite website, Culinate, there is a review of a --I guess you could call it a debate--between food and agriculture writer Michael Pollen, and Whole Foods CEO John Mackey. Apparently, Mackey impressed the Berkeley crowd with his commitment to reforming the food system. I have no doubt he's genuine, either, but this article points out some of the facts he left out of his (seriously) PowerPoint presentation. What got me especially (no surprise to anyone who heard me ramble on about Spinach and e.coli last semester) was his classification of Earthbound Farm as a group of small organic farms banding together under one brand name, allowing him to say that 78% of Whole Foods produce comes from small farms. I call bull...

He leaves "apropos" in the dust.

All the H.U. graduates in the audience (hello? anyone?) know to which theater professor I'm referring to above. I've now found a man that puts his verbal stutter to shame. I now have a professor that says "okayyy?" at the end of EVERY SENTENCE. In an unspecified Eastern European accent. Also? "Relatability" does NOT mean "related to." Someone tell the class. (Yes, I am being a bad student and emailing during class. Ahh, wireless campus.)

Something's been bothering me

...since my post last week about the anti-Rove protest on campus. A bit of an identity crisis. Here I am, someone who has had major life-altering experiences (drug-free, thank you) at a May Day protest years ago, putting down activists I agree with. Have I become cold and heartless? Well, no. I realized early on that protests and radical actions were not my thing. But they work for some people, and I was assigned an article for a class that reminded me that even if they don't directly affect change, radical actions do have reasons: Activist organizations use disruptive image events, which are highly charged protests that involve visuals such as people being buried up to their necks in roads and grandparents chaining themselves to trees (DeLuca, 1999). Such events rarely put an immediate stop to the things activist organizations protest; however, according to a Greenpeace campaigner, success is judged by the protestors’ abilities to reduce complex issues to symbols that disrupt pe...

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