Recipe for an ordinary mind (my favorite books)

  • Riding Lessons
  • Anansi Boys
  • Out of This Furnace
  • The Gathering
  • The Kite Runner
  • Water for Elephants
  • The Last Town on Earth
  • My Side of the Mountain
  • A Thousand Splendid Suns
  • A Prayer for Owen Meany

Wednesday, March 2, 2011

What is it with autographs?

Ok, help me out, people. What's the deal with autographs? I was watching images of the hoards outside a certain recent awards show, screaching for various celebrities to come sign something. I don't get it. I actually *could* understand the "he *touched* me!" thing (think swooning teenage girl straining for the elusive hand of a rock star, as they make the obligatory mass high-five reach into the crowds.) There is a sense of having made contact, there. And I guess in those cases, an autograph is a souvenir of an actual contact made.

But take, for instance, mail-in requests for autographs. If you aren't going to sell them (which is a whole 'nother rant), what's in it? (Especially since a majority are not handwritten, anyway, so contact was never made with the celebrity.) What is the thing, feeling, etc of interest?

Don't get me wrong. I'm not bashing the adoration of celebrities. (I may, at some point. But I'm not now.) There are several people I would really love to meet. I would love the opportunity to tell them what they did or made was fabulous. And it would be amazing to make eye contact with them, and hear about that experience. I just don't get that from having proof that they can, or could at one point, sign their own name.

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