Enthusiats are used to being mocked, maligned and misunderstood. We don't really mind.

Hell, I am young. I am free. My teeth are clean. The sun shines. To hell with everything else

A film star is a kind of public monument, and everyone's staring at them, and they've kind of got railings around them, and they're rather miserable most of the time.

As I say I don't want to kill myself, I just wouldn't mind dying.

Not one word of the following is true

It is possible to be a fan of reality TV, talent shows and bubblegum pop and still have a brain. You will also see that a great many people know perfectly well how silly and camp and trivial their fandom is. They do not check in their minds when they enter a fan site. Judgement is not necessarily fled to brutish beasts, and men have not quite lost their reason. Which is all a way of questioning whether pop-culture hero worship is really so psychically damaging, so erosive of cognitive faculties, so corrupting of the soul of mankind as we are so often told.

Knowing what I now know I would never have done anything so fatuous; but then I never would have known what I know now had I not.