Fame and Fortune
Fame and fortune. Is anybody ever really happy? Is the grass really greener on the other side of the fence? What, if you get there only to discover that it's just another ugly, overgrown lawn waiting to be mowed? I'm refering to people other than the lovely Paul Newman and Joanne Woodward, of course.
Imagine not being able to buy tampons without being photographed. Does any rate of pay compensate for one's lack of anonymity? Like I wrote in an older post, it's natural to be famous. Jesus was famous. Talent makes us famous (so does crime for that matter). But Jesus wasn't on camera everytime he stepped outside.
What about the psycho-maniacs who scream and cry or even (heaven forbid) don't think you should live without them. I'm not sure about this phenomena... Sure, I could handle the constant stream of interesting work, travelling, adoration, hotels and functions. But to lose your privacy? And when you get dumped by a man, your heartbreak is pasted on newspaper stands everywhere for any strangers amusement.
Well, I've covered the down-side. I think I'm going to have to post an entry to the up-side of fame and fortune! Now let me see...
Lucky I don't have to worry about this!! Happy weekend, xv.
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