Remorseful Internet Marketer Now Raises Baby Goats in Yurt
You may remember Internet guru Wendy Wolinsky (”Make ‘Em Your Captive Audience!”) from the old days — living in lavish condos on idyllic beaches and showing off her impressive bank statements at Captive Audience Bootcamp. Well, that was so last year. Today Wendy is an everyday resident of the remote Podunkius, Washington where she is surrounded by the circular walls of her modest yurt and spends her time listening to the blissful bleats of the baby goats she now raises. What happened?

This reporter had a chat with Wolinsky over a lukewarm cup of fermented goat’s milk, a natural hallucinogen capable of spinning powerful fantasies second only to the delusional thoughts a computer surfer finds him or herself entertaining after realizing - for the first time - that there is money to be made working from home.
“I was at the top of my game,” Wolinsky confided. “I had a Client Distraction device like no other on my web site’s landing page.”
“Don’t you mean Client Attraction device?” this reporter gently corrected.
“No! It was a distraction — much like saying ‘Look over there!’ while pointing to the sky with one hand and emptying the client’s wallet with the other,” Wolinsky chuckled.
I pulled my purse closer to me. “I see…”
“It worked. Just like a hemi-powered Oreck sucking them into my marketing funnel.”
I nodded. “Making them your captive audience.”
“Absolutely! It was awesome. Then one day — it had to stop. How many more ebooks and info products could I create out of thin air? Probably a lot. But I wanted to give back to society. It was hard. The first checks I made out to those philanthropic organizations were never for $50, $100. They were always $47 or $97. I couldn’t control myself. I had to actually uninstall my mindset.”
“That sounds painful.”
“Yes! What are you, kidding? I watched Oprah. I was trying to be my Best Self. And my Best Self wanted to be a millionaire.”
“Well, you did succeed,” I said. Wolinsky seemed happy with that assertion, her eyes slightly glazed over from the memories, or perhaps it was the fermented goat’s milk. “What are your future plans?” I asked.
Wolinsky thought for a moment. “I would really like to joint venture with the Dalai Lama and do some more awesome things in this world.”
I decided it was time to go. Nudging several intrusive baby goats away, I made my way to the mule that had brought me to Wolinsky’s yurt, saddled up, and then quickly rode off, chasing a vibrant sunset.
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Posted June 5, 2008
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