Idolizing mere mortals – why do we do it?

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I went to a concert about a month ago with my niece. The crowd was a mix of young people and older folks, so it included just about every age and type of person.

When the singer came out onstage, all I could think to myself was “Good Lord” as the crowd went nuts. Now had it been Jesus himself, I certainly would have understood the reaction and would have been among the screamers and criers. However, it was just someone who had more talent in the area of singing than the rest of us.

People have always been reacting this way over other everyday normal folks who possess a little something extra that the rest of us don’t.

Just the other day, my neighbor’s kid went bananas over Barney. I tried telling the tot that it’s just a purple tyrannosaurus who’s not even real, for cryin’ out loud. Sure, the kid’s only 2, but that’s how it all starts. Left unchecked, he’ll grow up screaming, yelling and breaking down barriers just to get close to some mere mortal over something or another.

These people are just like us, they go home and eat too much, yell at the dog, burp and fart not to mention everything else – yet we worship them when they make an appearance somewhere.

Some folks even get excited when seeing objects like a toothbrush or an old Band-Aid at an auction that some actor used or a T-shirt signed by a ball player. They’ll spend all sorts of money to possess items because someone with more talent once owned it.

If I was given a bag of Cheetos cheese puffs – my favorite snack, with a certificate of authenticity stating the half-eaten and stale snack previously belonged to Dolly Parton – my favorite actress – I would still not go crazy over it. I’d simply be grateful that Jolene didn’t acquire the treat first.

Some people have even passed out upon seeing their idolized figure. My brother did that once when he met Miley Cyrus. For cryin’ out loud, the girl licks hammers and swings on a wrecking ball, which is hardly worth passing out over. When he woke up, he said he saw stars when he hit his head on the ground – it wasn’t Cyrus, that’s for sure, as she took that opportunity to run. He wasn’t even able to get her autograph. He was depressed for two days.

Folks have waited in long lines for long periods of time just to get a glimpse of someone. It’s kinda silly if you ask me.

A friend of mine invited me to go to an early Christmas event with her that will be coming up soon. I try to go everywhere with her because she sings and is popular in the area, and it makes me feel popular when I’m around her.

She said there’d be lots of sales on items at this Christmas event, and we both love the holidays.

When she told me Santa would also be making an appearance I got really excited as I absolutely love that guy. I can’t wait, I just can’t wait.

This time, I’m gonna ask for his autograph. I may even snip a piece of his beard off, as I always have scissors with me. It’ll make a great souvenir for my famous people scrapbook. I just can’t wait to see him again. He’s the best; I might even cry when I see him.

Anngee Quinones-Belian lives in Murphy. She loves humor and believes the world needs more of it. Email her at anngeeq@gmail.com.