Don’t confuse fame with success.
Madonna is one, Helen Keller is the other.
“I’d love to watch Pippin!” my husband said and I pretend not to hear–quietly thrilled to get a birthday gift idea straight from the horse’s mouth. His parents used to take him to watch all the original Broadway productions in his teens. It was like coming full circle dragging our own teens–wondering “Who/What is Pippin?”–to watch this revival of a young man’s search for fulfillment and happiness. For who wants to be famous? Apparently every human with the urge to eat and procreate.
My favorite characters in the show include the grandmother who drops her old crone cape for a trapeze act with a muscle man, the stepmother who artfully insists that even a queen is just another housewife and mother “Just like all you housewives and mothers out there!”, and the not so young widow who lets herself be bullied by the narrator, aware she’s getting old and can easily lose the part.
Ah, the yearnings of youth… the hankering for excitement and success that always remains a distant mirage! As we grow older yet continue to feel the occasional pangs of such longing, what do we tell those who miss the point of a grand finale stripped off fancy glitter and spectacular fireworks?
And what’s great about being less than famous?
1. You can be yourself–or explore your many selves–without worry if your choices fit the persona you’re supposed to be selling.
2. You’re not a commodity that’s hostage to arbitrary social rules and trends.
3. Your friends still like you even if you don’t tweet, post, comment, share, like,… at all.
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