In my day to day life I’m pretty curious about people – some might even say nosy. I want to know all the little details about the people around me – where are they going? Who are they talking to? Why are they doing that? I admit it – I’ve even been known to peek in a medicine cabinet from time to time.
It’s strange then that when it comes to celebrities or other public figures, I just don’t care. I don’t read People magazine or watch Entertainment Tonight. I can’t help but glance at the headlines on the tabloids when they are in front of me in the check out lines but rarely do I pick one up – and when I do, it’s not to find the “truth”, it’s to laugh at the absurdity. I don’t search the web looking for information or visit the official websites of my favorite authors or actors. I’m happy to accept whatever smiley interview face they present in 30 sound bites and be on my way.
To do otherwise means risking find out something I’d rather not know. And finding out that my favorite author / actor / musician held religious / political / ethical beliefs or cult associations that I found offensive or weird or just plain kooky would ruin the illusion for me. How much do we really need to know anyway? I watch movies and read books or listen to music to escape into a fantasy world for a little while. Knowing that my favorite sexy actor is a gun rights activist or gets his jollies releasing sex tapes on the internet just sort of spoils the mood for me, you know? I fall in love with the characters in the book or the movie, not their real life creator. I already know they are human beings with flaws, just like me.
There’s a reason they call it a public face. Enough said.
Hi,Jenyfer. I found your Squashblossom blog but it’s easier for me to comment over here. I’m a quilter as well and lived in Cairo (specifically El Maadi) for 3 years, until last September. Now I’m in Paris. Just send me an email if you haven’t found quilters to meet up with there.
by Lazy Gal Tonya June 21st, 2007 at 5:31 pm