Angry

There are some advantages to being in the woods, 3,000 miles or so away from my home city. I had an e-mail last week that reminded me of an incident I'd conveniently forgotten - a really bad experience with the film crew from a TV talk show. the e-mail said that the footage was being aired this week. Big, fat, sinking feeling. Relief at being far away. Forever the optimist, hoping it wasn't going to be as awful as I anticipated. Call home to parents today. They didn't see it either. Apparently, their friends did and two of them were so disgusted they walked out of the room. I hate to think what the editing process did and what the angle/ narration was. I feel bad for the other people on film who were exploited (most probably) and ridiculed by the camera.
Lessons learnt - no longer trust the integrity of journalists. This upsets me having been a media person myself.
Lesson two: do not let the media interfere with my life. I think I was too media-friendly previously and too helpful - I actually arranged my schedule around journos/ film crews who wanted to come.
Lesson three: do not be hypnotised by the glamour of celebrity or media. There were more letdowns than moments of "yay!!" with media promises.
Lesson four: remember the good! Do not let this idiot TV show dissuade me from pursuing things in life which I know to be good and true. Carry on protecting myself and my guests. refuse to be a media circus. It's all good life experience. How many people can say that they have appeared on a trashy TV show in their life and come away feeling more strongly than ever that human dignity is something to be honoured and preserved? End of rant. PS - as my mother likes to dramatise stories - it may not be quite as awful as I'm hearing.