This video is loosely about sexism, tribal politics, hate, fear, and the judging of others. And it indeed stars The Donald, but he isn’t our main protagonist. This video is not a how-to, nor a victory lap over the latest skirmish … but it is something that might win us all the war.
So what does a YouTuber named Sorelle Amore, an ex-president of the United States, swarthy-looking muslim men, and a knee-jerk reaction of judgement all have in common?
SCENE ZERO (hook/intro – CAM-ONE)
Yes, the title of this video has a name which strikes strong feelings in everyone who sees it. And yes, he’s involved in the story. But if you’re looking for yet another Battle Royale then you need to head elsewhere. Because today I’m going to convince you that you’re looking in the wrong direction. (Sounds of patriotism and battles, fighting. Headshots of Donald and Obama framing me, along with Mitch and Pelosi. Gunshots or bangs when each appears)
📍 This is a video about judgement. And as embarrassing as it is, my confessions. For you see, I’m no different than most. And my life has indeed been hurt by my own reactions. And I’m guessing that either you or someone you know is in the same boat … and really needs to hear this. (B-roll sequence: Political rallies, demonstrations, muslim demonstrations too. No real music, just turmoil. Make it 4:3, a little 70s looking sounds of a projector underneath)
(punch in and suddenly silent, scroll the titles that match the words) Because our very lives depend on it.
(Wide shot, looking guilty and laughing) Yea, I know. That part was pretty damn dramatic. But it’s also true. Let me explain …
SCENE ONE (Cam-2, Intimate music and feel)
(close up) Confession time. As much as I like to say that I’m enlightened, it’s a battle. I’m 60 freaking years old and I’ve had decades of imprinting. So more often than not I have instant reactions and then have to fight them down.
(wide) Such was the case with a YouTuber named Sorelle Amore.
📍 (music comes up) Sorelle is beautiful. I mean, extremely sexy and fit, incredible smile, engaging and honest. Her videos are very personal. But when you look at her thumbnails … those little photos in your feed that are meant to capture your attention and make you click … she’s always half-naked and showing off her uber-gymed body. And that’s where this story starts. (B-roll sequence of her videos, sans sound. Thumbnails coming across as snapshots.
(punch in) My first reaction was to judge. “She’s using her sex appeal to sell herself, how low can one go?”. That and other snippets of negativity ran through my head. But then I had to challenge myself …
📍 Would I have the same reaction to a sexy, Johnny Depp looking dude? Maybe, don’t know. But my instant snap judgement served no goals, and it was wrong. (B-roll is obviously Johnny)
(wide) Sorelle is indeed beautiful and works hard to be healthy and fit. So what’s wrong with not hiding what’s a part of you? Why hide your sexuality? Because those without have a negative opinion?
(punch in) OK, more on my embarrassing misogyny in a moment. Because first we need to talk about … him.
SCENE TWO (CAM-ONE, music should feel like conflict)
(wide) OK, you wanted to hear about The Donald. That’s why you clicked. So let’s dive in.
(close up) I’ve got some unpleasant truth for you. Regardless of which side of that war you’re on, you’re actually shooting yourself in the head over and over. You’re not even aiming at the enemy. And you’re slowly dying.
📍 Donald Trump indeed fans the flames of judgement. Because that’s his schtick. It’s what he does. Conflict serves him. But it doesn’t help you, and it certainly doesn’t help me. Because in the end, the only person who gets hurt is ourselves. (B-roll of social media wars, breaking news headlines, etc.)
(wide) Picture the scene … a Facebook post of someone wearing a MAGA hat hits your feed. Depending on which tribe you support, you’re going to type a flaming diatribe and fling it towards the other side. Thinking that you’re either going to convince them to switch sides, or to hurt them so deeply they’re just going to give up the battle.
(close up) Neither one is going to happen.
(wider) That flaming cannonball is going to be swatted back and become a ping pong match. One which never ends. And if you’re not causing damage to the enemy, then who are you hurting? Well you, that’s who.
(close up) More on that in a moment, but consider this. While you’re being all judgy, angry, and hurtful … has anything changed in the world around you? Did any of your missiles actually effect a change in your life? In the lives of others? (Sounds of crickets, no music) Bueller? Bueller?
SCENE THREE (Desk, hopping into chair, music is vaguely Moroccan)
So what does travel have to do with judgement? Let me share another story, one in which I’m the bad guy. At least at first.
📍 The first time I went to Morocco … a muslim country … I was afraid. Let me paint the initial scene. Late at night, well after dark and a long taxi ride into Fez, we were dropped off at the mouth of a dark alleyway. There are easily a dozen swarthy men standing around, and the scenery isn’t five star resort level beauty. In fact, it’s kind of stark. (B-roll is of questionable looking scenes from Morocco, etc. Could be great, could be not. Swarthy, yet possibly innocent men)
(lean in, intimate) The cab driver points down into the darkness and says to start walking, someone will meet you. What??? There are swarthy men guarding the entrance! “SOMEONE” is going to meet us … where? Ain’t no frickin way, uh uh. Every Breaking News Story I’ve ever seen starts like this.
(lean back, run fingers through hair, be embarrassed) I was so far into the land of wrong that it’s embarrassing. Beyond embarrassing. A lovely lady did indeed meet us and showed us into a beautiful riad. When we asked her if it was safe to wander out for food, she laughed. Of course it was. Absolutely no one was going to harm us.
📍 And she was right. Despite the place looking exactly like what the news cycle and every social media post says to avoid, it was incredible. The people everywhere were welcoming. The culture was one of giving. I was actually far safer there than walking in one of my own cities. (B-roll is unquestionably positive scenes of Morocco)
The point of this being … how in the world can you experience something new, if you’ve already pre-judged it?
SCENE FOUR (CAM-ONE, music is neutral, perhaps Spain-like)
(wide) So, who gets hurt when we judge? Not the judge-ee, I can tell you that. Sorelle doesn’t know me. Never will. My instant and sexist reaction will never reach her ears. She will remain unaffected.
(closer) My blathering towards Trumpers and the great unvaccinated will fall on deaf ears. I cannot impale them with my negative feelings. They will not be harmed.
📍 But, for whatever time period I allow those feelings to fester inside me … I will feel the consequences. I will not see beauty. I will not feel good. My grenades will bounce back and explode in my own bunker. For when we judge others, we only harm ourselves. (B-roll of sadness, anger, negativity)
(wide, 20 seconds) To Sorelle … you are a beautiful and intelligent person and I appreciate your openness. Your insights. To those that support The Donald … I don’t understand your position and probably never will, but I’d like to work with you to solve what we can, instead of this endless bickering. And to everyone, I’m tired of fighting my own knee-jerk judgements and I’m going to try harder to do better. What say we all meet in the middle and celebrate something instead? Life’s just too short.
See you next time.
What do I envision? Strangely, I don’t. Needs to start with how humans judge. Reactions that become dogma that become permanent. That’s the hook and needs to be set right away. Yes the title is click-bait but it’s also got the real subject inside. And is worded to be both sides.
Assuming I set the hook, I want to talk about me. Start with the Sorelle story and my first reactions. Why, because she has an incredible body and smile and she’s visually appealing? If someone has an asset, they’re supposed to hide it? Isn’t that cultural learning, especially when it comes to women’s bodies? (Although I’d have a similar reaction to an overly handsome man. But make it about judgement and the way we’re taught).
So now that we’re established the issue, we need some more conflict.
- Looking at other cultures through our own lens (Morocco, for instance)
- Fighting for a tribe or an idol, and never seeing the problems
- Who gets hurt (below)
We also need to establish just who gets hurt. As in, the judge. My reaction to any of these folks will never get back to them. They are unaffected. But I am. I chose to be unhappy and critical. I’m left with a time period of that. There is no win, even for that brief moment of satisfaction of mentally judging someone.
The resolution is … damn good question. But you can’t experience life fully if you’re always critically comparing. That’s the tie in to travel and cultures. You can’t have experiences if you’re judging and keeping others at arms length. So this needs to be about those experiences and less about the judging. Play up with is possible, not what’s stopping.
I mentioned having a dream about Dr Brown and the flux capacitor. Not sure what that meant. Perhaps suddenly understanding how our past affects our current? Too cliche? Am I trying too hard to be clever? I really wish I remembered this one, I think it was decent.
I need to establish right up front that this is not about politics or Trump. Not directly. In fact, I need to work in how I try hard to avoid that because it’s toxic and poisonous from both sides. No one wins a war when one only wants to war.
SHOW, DON’T TELL … this could be interesting. Maybe some b-roll of rallies and protests?