When I think about fame and celebrity, I think about people being present at the right time and the right place. I think about chance and circumstance. I think about privilege and edge. I think about what it took for that person to attain the attention they get from simply walking down the street or eating at a restaurant. I think of the amount of attention reserved for these people. I think about how strange it must be to find out information about yourself before you even know it. I think about must-read books, and must-hear music and I think, why? I wonder what it took for these musicians to get where they are not knowing how to write a song or play an instrument, not understanding the fundamentals of melodies and tone. I wonder what it took for these writers who have formulas to come up with the right one and pump out multiple books a year full of dull conflict and vapid “representations” of life. It’s interesting to see what’s popular and then discover literature, art, movies, music that have been heard or seen by maybe 20 people and feeling this sort of indescribably overwhelming feeling of universality. It makes you think to yourself, what is the point of pop culture when it’s seemingly being tailored and spoon-fed to you by some unknowable, unrelenting force. It makes you think, what else am I missing and how can I get my hands on it? It makes you think there is a celebrity in everyone you know. It makes you think deep down everyone has an incredible story or an amazing melody just waiting to burst forth through whatever wall they’ve unknowingly built or meticulously constructed to keep out the brutal world. Then I think of those walls and the incomprehensible amount of reasons those walls exist and maybe need to exist. It’s a sad time in this sad world, but it doesn’t have to be. Watching all these documentaries about human relationships and the pursuit of happiness is profoundly upsetting because the resolution to all the world’s problems seems to simply be summed up by a song The Beatles’s song, “All You Need Is Love.”