celebrities, inappropriate fan behavior and setting boundaries

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cleolinda on celebrities, inappropriate fan behavior and setting boundaries.

I've had like no chance to read this yet, but you can bet I will be (and will be commenting about it) later.

http://cleolinda.livejournal.com/841629.html

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[saoba.livejournal.com]

Yeah, I lived in Nashville for several years and Crazy Fans What Have No Boundaries are pretty much part of the landscape when you have celebrities congregated.

I mean, you saw them around, you know? Oh, look, there's Clint Black walking to his record label office, there's Faith Hill, hey, that's Johnny Cash. And the town's rules of the road were you could smile, you could speak to them briefly, you let them get on with their damn lives unless they were at an event where they were expected to interact with fans.

There was no quicker way to indicate you were 'not from around here' than to hassle the celebrities. And you still saw people doing really inappropriate stuff, like Nashville was some kind of country music star petting zoo.

I once watched as a person claiming to be a reporter came into a store and the following conversation took place.

Reporter: So, I'm doing this piece on Loretta Lynn.

Clerk: She's good people. She does a lot of good around this town.

Reporter: You've met her?

Clerk: Oh yeah, she comes in here sometimes.

Reporter: Do you know where her house is, exactly?

Clerk: Oh it's 'round here.

Reporter: Do you have the address?

Clerk: (looking at the 'reporter' with mild disapproval) Son, did Miss Loretta want you to come to her house, she'd have told you where it was, now wouldn't she?

[brightlotusmoon.livejournal.com]

Same thing in The Hamptons, where I grew up. It was nicknamed Hollywood East, since many celebrities came to Southampton and Easthampton for vacations and partying. The locals would treat famous people like people. You could always tell a non-local fan by the way they stared, or gossiped, or stalked or harassed (and in my hometown of Sag Harbor, especially, there was Absolutely None Of That, Now Move Along, By The Way That's The Police Station Don't Make Me Escort You).