If you’re as old as I am, the word Fame brings back memories of a 1980s show that centers around some kids from the New York Academy of Arts. The lyrics somehow stick in your head. Those days were real for me.
I grew up in Jersey City around that time. It wasn’t the most pleasant of neighborhoods. Let’s just say you kept to yourself a lot. It was the safest bet. You had your friends and they meant the world to you. Maybe the cool kid had fame. The rest of us had each other.
Those days defined me. For better or for worse.
But fame today is a bit different. A bizarre Tik Tok can get you a million likes and propel you into a stratosphere of importance.
I’m not certain how real that is.
It concerns me. It intrigues me. It confuses me.
But it’s 2020 and course, there are bigger concerns.