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Dear Jenifer (A.K.A. – J. Cook)

Thank you so much for your insightful and entertaining review of “Bar Code Booty”, an Amazon book I serendipitously stumbled by tonight, while browsing for a quick entrepreneurial read.

Thanks in part to you, and my skittishness about downloading anything that has the word “Booty” in the title after the Best Buy Geek Squad guys yelled into the waiting lounge to ask if they could burn a copy of “Big Booty in the Hoodie” while fixing my macbook, and I had to blame it on my Dad who was napping next to me – I decided to pass and stick with re-reading an old favorite by one of my favorite entrepreneurial authors, Mr. Seth Godin.

But, J Cook – I did want to thank you for making me laugh, and reminding us all that we’re all in this kettle pot cooker together.

Humanity, Jennifer, as you probably know…… is like this large glistening diamond – full of magic and mystery and a beauty to behold, even if symmetry and perfection is never within her scope, it doesn’t dampen the diamonds ability to shine and show off her sheen.

I’m going to tell you the truth Jenifer – often, when I read angry or upsetting or insulting opinions on blogs, not even MY blogs……it makes me sad.

After all, it’s so much easier to critisize, than it is to create…….. and I feel cut for the creator, even when I shed no blood, or tears to make what’s being mocked.

But tonight, with your help….I believe I am finally ready to rise above.

After all, as the Buddha once said, critical blog comments can you make you laugh….or make you cry.

I have chosen, tonight, with your help – to find it all funny once again.

Thank you for that gift, J Cook.

I will use it well.

(PS – I’m sure the book deserved 1 star anyway.  Keep up the good work)

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I am an author, artist and entrepreneur. My 2 passions are writing about, and teaching Marketing and Meditation. I like to think I’m a lot like Eckhart Tolle, if only he was taller, and a much better tennis player. (it turns out in person, he’s super short, has a terrible backhand and wears this weird scottish hat thingy that makes it really difficult to concentrate while serving) Plus he refuses to keep score and says ” it’s always NOW” when you ask who is up. Enough about me. We barely know each other. Stop staring. You’re making me nervous.