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Sunday, Dec. 21
The Indiana Daily Student

The meaning of life, a.k.a. infomercials

Wonder and amazement. Two emotions that as a child are frequently felt as one encounters a new thing every time they turn the corner practically. Yet, by the time you reach college, as we all have, including all you cute little froshies out there starting your first week of classes, these two emotions are few and far between, as a person starts to have a "been there, done that" attitude. Of course, there is always that wonder you feel during that first keg stand that you do, though its probably a wonder of how you can consume that much alcohol in so little time. \nSo, during my summer of nothingness, where I spent 80 percent of my time located on one of my several comfortable couches in my cushy B-town home, I got to watch TV. \nActually, I got to watch a lot of TV. Probably a lot more than I ever should have, and I'm pretty sure I've seen about every episode of any TV show that is worth watching, as well as all the episodes of "ALF." Now that ALF is one crazy alien, let me tell ya! But I digress. In all of my watching, I've found new wonderful and amazing things. And these things can be found in the best creation known to man, actually probably why TV was invented, infomercials.\nI'm sure you have all seen one or two, but my encyclopedia of infomercials is extensive. I've seen commercials for psychics, how to make more money, about the next great CD compilation (several made in my own hometown of Libertyville, Ill.) or another great tool.\nIts amazing, these products pitched on infomercials. Did you know that Miss Cleo can predict everything that will happen in your future, along with a little bit of sass to go with it? I've also tried some of that Nads stuff, and I must say, it is by far the best pain-free way to remove that unwanted back hair. Plus, my house is the proud owner of the amazing hammer that holds the nail for you -- quite impressive. \nWhile all these commercials have made my life easier without question and my music collection much better, these commercials did something that was definitely unforeseen. They helped to restore my faith in making a difference.\nNow, let me explain before I'm written off as crazy. Wait, that was done last year. Anyway, this is how the infomercials saved my life. I realized that, if all of these people out there can create these great inventions, that just maybe there is something that I can do that make a difference. And that is something that can be a little reassuring in the times that I'm approaching.\nBeing that I'm heading into my senior year, a year that will feature many a party, many a beer, and maybe even a job interview or two, I'm facing a lot of question marks in my life. I have nothing in my life that will be the same in a year, other than my friends and family. I could be working in a big office in the city, or a little podunk town in Montana. I could be subleasing a corner in an apartment, or living the good life in a phat crib that is the envy of everyone. The other thing I think about in my rather large melon is the question of what road I will be walking down in my life. Will I walk down the path that will end up making any difference to anyone, or will I walk down the path that will turn me into just another statistic in the census that is unimportant, another face in the crowd. Yet, these infomercials on these television channels have made me realize that I can and probably will make a difference. After all, if someone can come up with a product called Nads, then I sure as heck ought to be able to come up with something, right?\nBy the way, I'm offering to start up a collection of funds for me to do a trial run with Miss Cleo, see what she has to say and if it comes true or not. The way I see it, if a person like Miss Cleo doesn't tell the truth, then what can you count on in the world?

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