We realize there's only so much time one can spend in a day watching new trailers, viral video clips, and shaky cell phone footage of people arguing on live television. This is why every day The Atlantic Wire highlights the videos that truly earn your five minutes (or less) of attention. Today:

Can we just take a moment to recognize that we only have a few more days to go on and tell everyone just how good that Prometheus trailer is? Because in three days or so we're all going to see the movie in hopes that Ridley Scott's film will live up to its majestic trailer. And inevitably some of us will be disappointed. So let's take a minute here and relish the fact that someone recreated the Prometheus trailer out of paper, and thanks to video editing software, scissors and a pair of (we're guessing) cramping hands we now have this glorious thing: 

 

In keeping with the theme of effort and recognizing long hours and hard work, we present to you President Obama Singing "Call Me Maybe" (sort of). It doesn't matter that the president doesn't sound a thing like Carly Rae Jepsen or her hit song, the true beauty here is the fact that there is some tireless individual out there who went through what we think were several pages of transcripts and at least a few hours videos of Obama's speeches and spliced it all together just to give us 1:47 of YouTube giggles ... or perhaps what we're watching is someone's desperate, deep lust for viral status--either way we're on board: 

It's about time someone made a PSA for vertical videos. Follow all the rules here, and your wannabe viral video will be on its way and into our roundup.

And we'll wrap up with a video restoring your faith in humanity. What you see here are the last moments of a DIII 3,200-meter race where one runner was having trouble picking herself up off the track (we would too if we were running that far) and make it to the finish line. One of her fellow runners stopped, scooped her up and helped her to the finish line ... and yes, we totally have allergies and that's dust in our eyes and no that isn't the sound of our melting cynical hearts ...