Everything has a purpose and that purpose is ultimately pointless

This 'fallen angel' video turned out to be part of a Diesel campaign.



I never thought that video was real to begin with, but I think it's creepy that it turned out to not be a stand-alone work of creativity created by an individual, but a vessel for advertising, courtesy of the same company that gave you that "Stupid" campaign. Nice.

I feel like shit like this may have the unintended consequence of creating a culture of persistent doubt with everything that passes through one's windscreen. Is this healthy? I know it's healthy to take everything one sees with a grain of salt, but I think there's vigilance, and then there's neurosis. So what next, then, if everything's fake?


And so then, what's the ultimate point of filming anything amazing? Do you want to prove that what you saw was real?

What if that were no longer possible? Would you film it anyway?

And who would you show this film to?

Who would you trust with your feelings?

See? She's flipping you off.

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