famous people are scary

honestly. people who are well known/famous freak me out. it's really weird, like just the fact that i have never met someone and yet know them is enough to set me into fight or flight mode. i actually resent people for being famous and roaming the world like real people. there should be a place for them. think "zoo" but nicer, but still contained. how do i react around them!? is there some sort of protocol? because i am clearly unaware of what it is.

if it's someone that i actually really adore, everything is telling me "GO THROW YOURSELF AT THEM" but since that's not normal behavior for how people are supposed to interact with strangers (i.e. people i have never actually met or talked to in real life), i don't. but are they really strangers?!? gah! they don't fit into the happy little boxes i have stacked away in my social skills area.

i feel as though some people may actually hold on to that idea that it's not their fault they're so famous and still have to go to the store to buy groceries. because that's a lie. it IS their fault. why would anyone become an actor/actress if they didn't feel the need to be known? and what's this bs with actors/actresses who don't like being bothered when they're out and about by fans? they would be unemployed without those people. if i were famous, i'd be ridiculously grateful that anyone would be willing to acknowledge me for my role in BLAH because DEAR ACTORS AND ACTRESSES. YOU ARE BEING PAID TO PLAY MAKE BELIEVE. i don't consider that a real skill. i think everyone has played make believe at some point in his/her life but these people? they're getting paid major cash to do it AND the rest of us adore them for it. so seriously, you have to stop and chat with a person who gushes about how she loved you in BLAH and how wonderfully you portrayed the character of BLAH and would you mind being in a picture or signing a sheet of paper? no. you do not mind. you are an item for the masses. you are a creation of the public. bow down to your masters and sign the stupid sheet of paper! oh, you're in the middle of a meal at a restaurant with your family and you don't want to be disturbed? then pick a night that isn't crowded, or ask for a private room or deal with your public before the meal. i don't know, but deal with it and don't get all "oh my god, i just want to be normal and have dinner with my family out here in this public restaurant, why can't anyone just respect that?" you know what? most people probably will. most people will probably try to get a glimpse of you without staring intensely and whisper to their friends "oh my god, BLAH just walked in! do you see her!?" and the craziest, most intense of fans who can't contain his exploding joy of being in such close proximity with you might just stand up, apologize for disturbing your meal and gush "ohmygoshijustwantyoutoknowthatiloveyou" before walking excitedly away. DEAL WITH IT.

this rant has nothing to do with any experience i have ever had. anyone i have seen who is famous will never know that i exist and honestly, i don't even like the actor. i like the character they play. or i may love the actor, if i am obsessed enough about them, but i have yet to meet anyone who i am in love with... predominately because they're all in england.

so that rant is just something that's always bugged me because i really do believe that people whose lively hoods depend solely on whether or not the public masses like them should be grateful to those same people. like musicians, athletes, actors/actresses, government officials, etc. but i read these reports where these people actually abuse the public for bothering them or something. it's ridiculous and fame is one thing but when it gets to someone's head, i can't help but think how much better off the world would be with one less person in it.

also, famous people still scare me. i tried to take a picture once of someone rather famous at the airport. i freaked out instead because i was pretty much taking a picture of a stranger and i was really worried about that so i didn't.

still, if an actor i was absolutely head over heels in love with happened to walk across my path, i would probably squeal at a pitch so high, very young children and various species of animals would cower in pain. also, my head would explode and glitter/kittens/fireworks would erupt out of it. i would really hope this would grab the attention of my adoration, or all of that would have been in vain.

that's a joke. i do not periodically stuff my head with glitter/kittens/fireworks. although i am planning a trip to england at some point... maybe i should be prepared...