You all have to be nice to me today because the mean¹ doctor took my blood away.
It's not that I'm afraid of needles per se - they do make me feel sick and panicky, but I don't think it's the actual needle itself. I'm fine with tattoo needles, less fine with piercing needles. It's more the actual thing-sticking-into-your-vein-taking-blood-away-or-putting-stuff-in thing that gets me. I hate having a drip in hospital, I hate having blood tests. If I wasn't prevented from being able to give blood for a number of reasons, I'd hate that too. I'd never be a heroin addict!
I was thinking, as I lay there with my legs in the air, as you do, of Amy Winehouse. Latest pictures show her husband covered in deep vicious scratches, and her merely a shadow of a skeleton of a once pretty girl, with blood seeping from her toes through her thin ballet shoes. I find her a tragically sad figure, she was so beautiful, and she's so talented, and she's little more than a shell now.
I wonder, would she have ended up this way without the fame? If we are self-destructive individuals will we always walk that path, or is there something about 'celebrity' that makes that downward spiral all the more likely? Maybe people who are more likely to walk that path seek out fame, as a way to fill whatever is lacking inside. Would Owen Wilson have tried to take his life if he was just a good looking young chap working in an office? Does the fame drive you to *it*? Or does *it* drive you to fame? Or is it time we stopped seeing celebrities as somehow 'other', and recognised that they are real people, they just have jobs that put them in the paper more often?
I guess then we are going into the realm of the 20th (21st?) century phenomena of the 'cult of the celebrity' - which I haven't really thought about enough to even have a stream of conciousness about, let alone a coherent theory.
There is a clever paragraph here linking the cult of the celebrity to the 10th anniversary of the death of some woman that wasn't terribly important in the daily lives of 99% of this country and yet turned 90% of the country into desperate mourners while the remaining 10% of us, apparently including that woman's mother-in-law, looked on in bafflement at the fuss that was being made. I can't quite put in into words, so just make the paragraph up in your head. POst it here if you like.
Thus endeth the stream of conciousness, brought to you by being sat in a terribly uncomfortable and somewhat embarrassing position while being prodded in a place one would rather not be prodded.³
1 - Actually, she wasn't mean at all, she was lovely, helpful, informative and understanding without being patronising. Score for the NHS!²
2 - I'm fine by the way, routine tests, innit. You should all get them, regardless of whether you have existing problems. Tests are free. Be healthy, be safe, and all that. You know you can have something you can pass on, and never get symptoms your self? trufax.
3 - Well, obviously, there are certain occasions where you do very much want to be prodded there, by certain people. But on those occasions, I tend to be concentrating on the task in hand. Honest.
edit - here is a link to an article about Amy Winehouse and her fella, with the now infamous 'bleeding shoes, scratched face' pictures. At the very bottom is a picture of her before all of this, from 2003. Read the article at your own risk, it's the Daily Mail after all.
It's not that I'm afraid of needles per se - they do make me feel sick and panicky, but I don't think it's the actual needle itself. I'm fine with tattoo needles, less fine with piercing needles. It's more the actual thing-sticking-into-your-vein-taking-blood-away-or-putting-stuff-in thing that gets me. I hate having a drip in hospital, I hate having blood tests. If I wasn't prevented from being able to give blood for a number of reasons, I'd hate that too. I'd never be a heroin addict!
I was thinking, as I lay there with my legs in the air, as you do, of Amy Winehouse. Latest pictures show her husband covered in deep vicious scratches, and her merely a shadow of a skeleton of a once pretty girl, with blood seeping from her toes through her thin ballet shoes. I find her a tragically sad figure, she was so beautiful, and she's so talented, and she's little more than a shell now.
I wonder, would she have ended up this way without the fame? If we are self-destructive individuals will we always walk that path, or is there something about 'celebrity' that makes that downward spiral all the more likely? Maybe people who are more likely to walk that path seek out fame, as a way to fill whatever is lacking inside. Would Owen Wilson have tried to take his life if he was just a good looking young chap working in an office? Does the fame drive you to *it*? Or does *it* drive you to fame? Or is it time we stopped seeing celebrities as somehow 'other', and recognised that they are real people, they just have jobs that put them in the paper more often?
I guess then we are going into the realm of the 20th (21st?) century phenomena of the 'cult of the celebrity' - which I haven't really thought about enough to even have a stream of conciousness about, let alone a coherent theory.
There is a clever paragraph here linking the cult of the celebrity to the 10th anniversary of the death of some woman that wasn't terribly important in the daily lives of 99% of this country and yet turned 90% of the country into desperate mourners while the remaining 10% of us, apparently including that woman's mother-in-law, looked on in bafflement at the fuss that was being made. I can't quite put in into words, so just make the paragraph up in your head. POst it here if you like.
Thus endeth the stream of conciousness, brought to you by being sat in a terribly uncomfortable and somewhat embarrassing position while being prodded in a place one would rather not be prodded.³
1 - Actually, she wasn't mean at all, she was lovely, helpful, informative and understanding without being patronising. Score for the NHS!²
2 - I'm fine by the way, routine tests, innit. You should all get them, regardless of whether you have existing problems. Tests are free. Be healthy, be safe, and all that. You know you can have something you can pass on, and never get symptoms your self? trufax.
3 - Well, obviously, there are certain occasions where you do very much want to be prodded there, by certain people. But on those occasions, I tend to be concentrating on the task in hand. Honest.
edit - here is a link to an article about Amy Winehouse and her fella, with the now infamous 'bleeding shoes, scratched face' pictures. At the very bottom is a picture of her before all of this, from 2003. Read the article at your own risk, it's the Daily Mail after all.
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Date: 2007-08-31 11:12 am (UTC)It was her inner demons which created the music which gained her fame in the first place. She's not the first tortured artist and she won't be the last. We're just having it thrust in our faces because the media like to do that.
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Date: 2007-08-31 11:14 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-08-31 11:21 am (UTC)although it's interesting to see peoples reactions to her compared to pete dogherty. People on the whole seem to feel revulsion to him and a desire for him to be locked away, whereas with her they feel sympathy. Whereas maybe he deserves more sympathy because as least he admits his addictions whereas she is still in denial.
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Date: 2007-08-31 11:29 am (UTC)She's just at that point where no one can help her except herself. She can either decide to sort herself out, and get help, or not. And if she doesn't that's probably it for her, and that makes me feel so sad. It's weird, watching someone take their own life in that way, so very publicly. But as Lyssa said, it's the same story, over and over, isn't it?
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Date: 2007-08-31 11:40 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-08-31 11:45 am (UTC)It's hard to explain with out it sounding really offensive or patronising, but being fucked up is 'cooler' than fixing yourself. Does that make sense? I often wonder how many people end up with drug and alcohol problems in a bizarre version of 'keeping up with the joneses'.
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Date: 2007-08-31 11:33 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-08-31 12:40 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-08-31 01:09 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-08-31 12:12 pm (UTC)As I was in said uncomfortable position, I was telling the doctor and nurses about the hypnotherapy and we were all laughing about accents. Seems a bit strange when someone you don't know is poking about down there and you're all giggling like eejots.
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Date: 2007-08-31 08:04 pm (UTC)I hate hate hate blood tests and I'd rather have the rest of my body tattooed than have another one! Even having my blood pressure taken makes me feel feint!
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Date: 2007-09-03 11:00 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-09-03 11:03 am (UTC)Very interesting...
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Date: 2007-09-03 11:10 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2007-09-03 11:18 am (UTC)