Do you realize how special you are? There are no copies of you. You are an original creation. You are one of a kind. You are a masterpiece. There isn’t anything you cannot do.
Words from Sunday morning? Part of a politician’s stump speech? The latest hyperbole from a self-help guru? Take your pick.
It has been said that the world’s oldest profession is prostitution. To paraphrase George Carlin, I’ve never understood why it is illegal to sell something that is perfectly legal to give away. Moreover, I would only add that at least a prostitute is honest about what she is selling.
I’m not sure I can say the same thing about the purveyors of “hope.” Now there’s a type of business that goes back a long way too. Anytime somebody starts telling you that you are special, you can bet that what follows will be a subliminal sales pitch for you to make a donation, accept a policy, or buy a book to take some of that “feel good dung” home.
At worst, these marketing tactics target the bereaved who are searching for peace and solace in their lives. On a wider scale, as a society, we are addicted to the idea of finding an easy path to self-fulfillment and achievement. Along the way to these often abstract goals we need constant validation and inspiration. Evidence of this is the endless barrage of feel good quotes and clichés which inundate our timelines on social media.
I understand the importance of being positive. I am also able to appreciate a business leader offering genuine insights and guidelines into a given marketplace.
What I don’t like is playing on people’s insecurities and raising their hopes and dreams to butter them up before selling them a bill of goods.
You make your own luck.
Make today count.
Unlock the inner you.
There you go, there’s several free of charge. Maybe I should start selling a really good swift kick in the ass? Only $19.95!
It seems to me that is what everybody really needs.