April 9, 2008

A Thousand Times Adieu

Posted in Public Service Announcement at 4:41 pm by devilwearsbrooksbrothers

Alright, I know a lot of you know that I have serious commitment issues.But I promise, what follows is not about my inability to see something through to the end or my need to get out when it starts going really well because I am scared about what will come next. It’s not because Philebrity said they liked me and if someone likes me that must mean there is something wrong with that person and so I should run for the hills (or the arms of an ex), even though I know that in a couple of years when I see that person out with another girl and we start talking and I see how happy he is with her I’ll kick myself for being such an a-hole.

I swear this is not about you. For that matter it’s not about me either. It’s about them.

The powers that be – who in this analogy will be playing the part of our parents to my fair-haired maiden Juliet and your (my readers) love-struck Romeo. Well, except for the haters, they will be playing the part of the emotionally abusive Romeo. Not many folks know it, but in earlier drafts of the Bard’s play, Romeo was a bit of a jerk as he tried to persuade Juliet to give it up.

Yes, just like the adults in that tale of woe that kept Juliet from her Romeo, the powers that be would like it if I didn’t write this blog for you to read.

So, is this it? Good-bye forever? Off to Mantua with you and a life of serving Paris for me? Who’s to say? Maybe I will deny my father and refuse my name. Of course that would leave me broke – with the Capulet names goes the Capulet trust fund. And it is not as if you can support us with the sporadic work you are finding; it’s not as if folks are lining up to hire an exile. Then there are bills to pay, eventually we will want children and they will need braces and we will need money for private schools because Mantua public school are absolutely terrible.

Alright, maybe the starving artist route isn’t for me, err us. After all, I really like pocketbooks and you are not that hip-hip on reading about my personal life – you much prefer to read about my work life. So, while I investigate whether or not a rose by any other name really does smell as sweet, you all don’t lose hope that the only way this ends is a suicide pact. It has been more than 500 years since Shakespeare penned that tragedy. Certainly other options are available to us.