Interesting concept, bonny. Dunno any answers about it, though.

Sean, what a relief.

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Too many boxes. Way too many boxes.

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Yeah, Sean. Relief is good. This has been my worst month in a long time. I am familiar with the pinch.

On the darshan thing...I'm fascinatedrepelled by the screamy-grabby, I must have a piece of you, behavior of fans and admirers. But more than being appalled, I just sincerely don't get it. If anything, I'm infinitely more reserved around people I admire precisely because I admire them. I'd rather not disturb and/or look stupid.

So, when otherwise intelligent, not pathological people seem to lose their heads, I just don't understand.

Years ago, a friend visited me in San Diego and nearly fell out of the car window, lunging toward and yelling at a limo. "Hello famous person!" he cried, with a glassy eyed enthusiasm. I was moved to tell him that 90% of all limo rentals in the area, at that time of year, was to teenagers.

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Too many boxes. Way too many boxes.

Hil, I know the country you are in. I am on the other side of that. While greatly depleted, there are still too many boxes. But think, as soon as they are all packed, you get to head north, and teach, and earn money, and more importantly, put a lot of distance between you and that asshat "adviser" of yours.

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Katie and Posh must be on crack if they think themselves holy enough for darshan. That's a bunch of crap. They're not Nelson fucking Mandela.

When someone makes eye contact with me, they're not taking anything away from me. There's just as much of me left behind. And if I want to make eye contact with Jensen Ackles it's because he's incredibly pretty, and it's different when the pretty locks eyes with you. Not the he has an auspiciousness I want to take a bit of from him.

If people are having those sorts of relationships with random famous people, they need balance in their lives.

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put a lot of distance between you and that asshat "adviser" of yours.

I still need him to sign one more form. As usual, he's not replying to emails. But one of his other students has a defense next week, so I know that he'll at least be there then.

The moving company is also not returning my calls. I got the estimate and contract from them, but wanted to talk it over with my parents before signing anything. So now I've signed it, and I need to know where to send it and what day to expect the moving truck to come, and I can't get an answer.

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[link] too cute not to share.

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If people are having those sorts of relationships with random famous people, they need balance in their lives.

This is exactly my point. The curiosity is what creates the circumstance, within which, they don't have that kind of balance...or control.

One of my favorite docs includes an interview with Bob Geldof talking about the 'streams of urine' that flowed across the floor during Boomtown Rats shows. The girls were in such a state of agitation/ecstasy, they actually lost control.

It's probably completely incorrect, but the answer I'm currently entertaining is that people want so much to be someone, or somewhere, other than who and where they are, that they give over their power to these symbolic icons.

Do we learn that from media and social expectation, or was there a Neanderthal Elvis?

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I don't know. Back when I saw a lot of live music, it puzzled me how seeing the music made felt so different from just hearing it, even hearing it live (even the difference between being able to see the stage and having tall people in my way) and I don't have a better answer than something akin to darshan.

Celebrities not wanting eye contact, that's too far outside my experience for me to make any sort of judgment.

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It makes total sense to swoon for something that really moves you. If Chihuly had been at the installation of his work I visited, I'm sure people would have behaved the same way. Sports figures, actors, authors...and these days, chefs and celebutantes, get the same reaction.

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