Salon asked a bunch of writers for their reaction to the upcoming wedding of Kate somebody and Prince William. I relate to this piece because I don’t care either. (Apparently my need for validation extends even to things I’m indifferent toward.)
Stephen Elliott, author of “The Adderall Diaries”
I’ve been racking my brain about the royal wedding, trying to find the answer to the question “how do I feel?” I’ve explored my entire subconscious and for the life of me I can’t find a thing.
Sloane Crosley, author of “I Was Told There’d Be Cake”
My friend is getting married in Minneapolis this weekend and so that’s the wedding I will be attending. Not because she is my friend but because I was invited to that one. I go where I’m wanted.
and my favorite:
Beth Lisick, author of “Helping Me Help Myself”
Besides this bear couple that I met at a party the other night, not a single person I know has even mentioned it. Don’t take this the wrong way, like when people brag about not having a TV, but I really don’t give a shit about any of it.
(The reliably hilarious Lisick, coincidentally, will be hosting the local funnytime variety show Entertainment for People tomorrow night at the Woods.)
I thought Seinfeld gave the best possible – and so very AMERICAN – response to this hype.
I caught a glimpse of a headline comparing Kate somebody’s fashion sense to Princess Diana’s. I mentally face palmed.
Like any hip writer would admit giving a shit about the Royal Wedding to Salon. LYING BASTARDS
It’s not gonna define my decade or anything, but I’m enjoying it. People are happy and celebrating, and I like being a part of that. Does it mean shit? No, but did your 9th birthday party? No. Give up the attitude and have fun for a change, for fuck’s sake.
I’m having surgery that day, and have enjoyed thinking that I can watch the wedding in the middle in the night from my hospital bed. A lot of people will be celebrating, and I can be awake and alive for it, if not there. If I were home, I’d probably just sleep through it, but at least something NEW will be on TV while I’m laying there in pain, unable to sleep. 🙂
Fuck it, if it doesn’t bore me I intend to enjoy it!
I dream,
that somehow by watching the Royal Wedding,
I will never have to encounter those souls who do,
in any of my lives.
Ever again.
For all of eternity.
May it be so.
I actually totally care but then again, I stayed awake (or got up super early? Can’t remember) as a kid to watch the other Royal Wedding. AND…my GRANDMOTHER was invited to it (the Diana one).
I am excited about it without irony.
All this hype makes me appreciate folks who elope.