The Winnebago Man

Watch this man go from salesman to deep victim of an existential crisis instantly. Hear and be astounded by the sound of despair in his voice. It is no mortal terror, but the deep knowledge of a man slowly opening his eyes and confronting the single all-seeing void of eternity werein neither life nor death have meaning. All the sales, all the RVs sold, his wife, his family, they are empty. He is not a man, he is a puppet. And then, upon his recognition, observing his own absurdity, and then finding contentment in the struggle and the filth and the fury itself, knowing that there is no meaning, no point, no order, only the meaning he creates for himself. This manifests in a rage, a great primal anger at the universe that has abandoned him. After the rage passes, he is blind to all visions but the truth. Also, he drops some f-bombs.