Seriously, I shouldn’t. Because I am in such a bad mood. I mean, the kind of bad mood where you start to not care what people think.
I’m in a bad mood because both the kids are sick now.
I’m in a bad mood because I’m getting sick now.
I’m in a bad mood because it’s Monday.
I’m in a bad mood because I got no new words made yesterday.
I’m in a bad mood because it’s cold.
I’m in a REALLY bad mood because nobody’s beaten the fucking New England Patriots yet, which is a huge pile of shit, and yes, videotaping other teams’ practices IS cheating, you shitheads.
Mostly, I’m in a bad mood because there are some people on this planet who fucking refuse to think, speak, or write logically about anything, who refuse to use their brains, who insist they know everything about places they haven’t even been or industries they haven’t worked in or whatever the fucking topic of the day happens to be, and I’ve had enough of it, and I should seriously probably get offline before I start cussing them out.
You know what? Some things relating to your life, are not my fucking responsibility. If you fuck up your life, that’s your problem, and I resent that I’m supposed to step in and help you or hold your widdle hand and tell you yes, it’s awful those big bad people are being so darn meeean to you. When if you’d just done what you were supposed to do in the first place, you wouldn’t be having this problem.
Today’s post was supposed to be about art, and creative arts specifically. This stems from a conversation my husband and I had, ages ago, which I believe related to the whole “Hannibal” movie Jodie Foster refused to be in, which I know I’ve mentioned here before. Because Jodie Foster said Clarice would never do what she did in that book, and I got all irritated, because how the fuck would she know? She didn’t create that character. She interpeted it.
Actors may be artists. I suppose they would be, in the same way that a dancer is an artist. But not quite. Because while I consider dancers to be creative artists, I consider actors to be reactive artists–they interpret what is already there. They didn’t write anything. They didn’t create a world in their head. They simply took someone else’s work and added a face and voice to it.
In other words–and this was supposed to be a longer post but let’s just get to the fucking point–without writers, there would be no movies. No TV shows. No plays. Nothing for actors to do but sit around, improv, and irritate people with their childish demands for attention and their self-created drama.
Behind every award-winning performance in a film or play or tv show, there is award-winning writing. Or at least, writing of such a caliber that the interpreter of it can win an award. Without those words to say, the actor wouldn’t know what sort of person they were being. Without that speech being written, there is no performance of it.
So sign the petition, because without writers the world would be a much less rich and interesting place.