Survivor is a terrible show. I want to say that. As so many of the shows I end up watching, I really find it annoying and kind of well, stupid. I actually fast-forward through much of it, because I really don't want to hear them talking at ALL.
The one guy that I really liked is Russell. He is smart, he can survive, and he knows how to manage a tribe. If I were REALLY on an island, without the benefit of Kraft services and EMTs, I would much rather have Russell on my island than Sandra or Parvati, who would just eat my food and call me names behind my back.
The thing that Russell needs: my company. He needs someone who can take what he's thinking, package and re-package it, and ensure that he ends up not only making it to the end, but having people who will vote for him.
Russell is a great player - I cheered for him for both seasons he was on the show. However, Russell needs to understand that his fellow players fell into a handful of categories - whining coattail rider, mean girl, aged hippie, moon unit, Christian-on-sleeve (meaning that their Christianity seems to be a garment of convenience rather than an actual choice of lifestyle), and whack-a-doodle.
Russell, you big dope! You can't expect those people to simply say you are the best and be fair about it! These are the people who, if you fired them for not doing their work and for stealing out of the till at work, would complain that they were just mad because you never understood them.
There are a lot of stupid people out there - folks who think they are better, kinder, smarter, etc., -- than they are. You have to sell those people for what they actually are, not what you would expect them to be.
Monday, May 17, 2010
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