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Another video...

Since I posted the Matt Harding stuff, I figured I should throw this out there, too.  If you're not a Discovery Channel nut like me, you probably haven't seen this commercial. I've decided I think it is a pretty great concept.  There are a couple versions, but this is the one they're playing most of the time lately.  I think the other spot is a 30-second one...

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=V5BxymuiAxQ

The World is Just Awesome.

Posted: 07-03-2008 17:15 by Chris | with no comments
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Where the #@&% is Matt?

Somehow, I haven't come across this before, but now I am a believer.  Just watch the video then come back here and tell me what you thought.

http://wherethehellismatt.com/videos.shtml?fbid=YDmiG

I am torn between laugher and crying.  It is pretty incredible to see all those places and all those people doing a dorky dance for no reason other than to make that video, yet at the same time (sorry if this is overstating things) it transcends country, economy, and culture -- it is one of the most unifying images I can remember seeing.  This silly dance and this dude who found a way to capture it in all of those places shows us just how small our planet is and how everyone on it actually can get along (and do entertainingly silly dances for a camera).

Maybe I've had too much coffee, but for some crazy reason it really struck a chord with me...

EDIT: As if I needed more reason to get all sappy about this and think it is brilliant (from the comments to the BoingBoing post where I first saw this):

#38 posted by bec Author Profile Page, July 1, 2008 1:25 PM

The lyrics of the song are based on part of the Gitanjali by Rabindranath Tagore. The poems won the Nobel prize for literature in 1923. Here is the poem used in the song:

"The same stream of life that runs through my veins night and day runs through the world and dances in rhythmic measures.

It is the same life that shoots in joy through the dust of the earth in numberless blades of grass and breaks into tumultuous waves of leaves and flowers.

It is the same life that is rocked in the ocean-cradle of birth and of death, in ebb and in flow.

I feel my limbs are made glorious by the touch of this world of life. And my pride is from the life-throb of ages dancing in my blood this moment."