Dead Pool update

[cortezthekiller303 0]

Very petty response, GettnHuge.

 

Maybe in most of the world celebs seem to only exist in some neverland, on the silver screen, or on E! It certainly seemed that way to me growing in Michigan.

 

In NYC they live in your neighborhoods and eat at your local bistro and hang at the local pub. Many of them prefer it here because there is a tacit agreement to leave them alone. It's just not couth to get all starry eyed and gushy. Little Steven said the best way to survive as someone famous in the city is just be normal everyday. Don't walk around with your posse hauling in and out of gargantuan SUVs. Walk down to the corner bodega and pick up the bread and beer you ran out of, and very quickly your fellow New Yorkers will say "Oh yeah, that's the dude from E Street, he's alright".

 

In telling you about my neighbors I was just trying to present the normalcy and humanity of this situation. After what we witnessed in the last 6 days, there is nobody in my neighborhood this weekend who doesn't have a visceral hatred for paparazzi. It's a far different experience than just reading about Sean Penn punching someone or Clooney filing another lawsuit. Mrs. Beebe, the octogenarian who knows everyone on every block, told me today she was out there yelling at "those jackals"

 

LEAVE HER ALONE! LEAVE HER ALONE!

 

She told me how she was shocked that "the other woman" couldn't even walk down the street without 6 of them walking back wards snapping pictures.

 

"Who's the other woman, Mrs. Beebe...you mean Michelle's sister"

 

"No, that other woman in the story...the one the masseuse called....the twin, you know who I mean"

 

Again, this is New York. These people are real and they live among us and most of them want nothing more than privacy. On my block we have a pulitzer prize winner, and in another brownstone resides an author who has had six best sellers (ASIDE - all set in Boerum Hill, not that hard to figure out). That doesn't make this 'hood extraordinary, but pretty much the norm for all of gentrified New York. I inherited this place from my uncle, no way I could have bought it 8 years ago on a 28% salary. Now it's my nest egg, worth 20 times what it was bought for 20+ years ago.

 

It is what it is. I'm out.

 

So basically you saying that you are the worthless piece of sh1t in your neighborhood, and life is pretty much typing on message boreds telling people about how you and everyone famous on your block are just "trying to be normal and make sense of it all."

 

Got it.

 

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