Monday, May 11, 2009

Strange Things are Afoot at the Circle K


Without realizing it, I think I've been officially jilted about the world of 'entertainment'.

Until now.

I stumbled upon an instructional video on YouTube today and was AMAZED at how many kind hearted people post their experiences with the world SIMPLY to share. The true meaning of the word share as I recall it being explained to me when I didn't want to give my cousin any of my ice cream. We were three.

I saw a post of a woman who recorded giving herself an insulin injection. You never saw her face but she explained everything from how she felt to little tips on how to make it less painful. How nice is that? And so weird. Before the Internet, I can't imagine a time when I would have seen a perfect stranger putting a needle in her stomach.

Wait. I live in New York.

YouTube and Reality TV. Warhol 15. You know what I mean.

I'm so used to being a performer that 'shares' but I think I was so used to judging my 'sharing' as selfish.

"I need to feel valued so please applaud after I've pretended to be someone else."

Strange. I can go to a show and applaud as my 'thank you' because I feel someone truly shared a gift with me. But I've so often been on the other side, trying to convince the audience I'm sharing that I think maybe I wasn't sharing. Or I'm just judging myself waahaaay too harshly.

That must be the true gift of entertainment. When you KNOW what you have to share is valuable and you don't judge it or waste it. You treat it like it is precious and pass it on to your observer. Handing over a child, per se.

Oprah started a school. Bono makes everyone hold hands. Come on people! Let's share some ice cream!