It is a funny story to tell; being seduced by a 20 something year old hustler, exposed breasts, over a bus pass that I would rather pay for in the first place. Sometimes I swear that what happens to me in real life couldn't even be created by the crazed writers in Hollywood. Kennedy Plaza is a dose of reality and fiction that influences my imagination every year. People watching is the name of the game, sometimes you have to look for the fiction, other times, the characters come right to you. I have other stories of caring immigrants, bizarre business men, arguing strangers and married couples. All the stories happened in my life, but they are so unreal, I find it hard to even recreate them in my dreams. Maybe I am just not used to public transportation just yet, but without a doubt, crazy stuff happens to me everyday I ride the #60 to Newport from downtown Providence.
Fiction and reality are possibly the same thing. Yes fiction is made up, and reality is something that is real, but is it weird to think that some real things seem fake, and sometimes fake things become just a real? I always think of my life at the Truman Show, somehow, somewhere, people are watching my crazy life going along just as if everything I do is scripted. The show would probably have terrible ratings because me sitting here writing this blog is not too exciting, or going to the bathroom isn't very Emmy-worthy, but if someone followed me with a video camera in Kennedy Plaza, sure enough, I would be adorned with comedy of the year.
-Until my next story, from the Words of the Truman Show "We've become bored with watching actors give us phony emotions. We are tired of pyrotechnics and special effects. While the world he inhabits is, in some respects, counterfeit, there's nothing fake about Truman himself. No scripts, no cue cards. It isn't always Shakespeare, but it's genuine. It's a life."
one time while i was at kennedy plaza, a man with a fishing pole asked me on a date.
ReplyDeleteThis is one of my favorite blogs- it got right to the point.
ReplyDeleteThe line that caught my attention the most was, "Fiction and reality are possibly the same thing. " Because it is so true. It was said so simply, but somehow explains the question our class has been trying to resolve, or figure out if it is even a question in the first place. Strange things like this encounter happen to everyone, every day, whether we realize it or not. Every day in some way or another we have awkward encounters, or see them happening.
Without times like these we would not be able to notice reality. We would not be able to notice what makes things funny, or sad or just bearable. There has to be hard times for good times to happen. You have to encounter different people in order to know that they exist. You have to encounter reality to know image exists.
kevin i <3 you, just because I'm from RI, and trust me, I know the feelings that come to mind when you're in Kennedy Plaza and something so strange you can't even fathom that it was real happens. It's so stereotypical too, because especially if you know nothing of Providence, I can see how you would be intimidated by the "sketchiness" of Kennedy Plaza. I think some of the funniest things I've seen in life have been when I was 14 and 15 waiting for my parents to pick my best friend and I up from ice skating in the Fleet Skating Center in Kennedy Plaza. It really is sometimes a question of day dream or reality in a place like that. I've seen what I guess you could call musical cars instead of musical chairs, where a group of teenagers kept riding around Kennedy Plaza, hopping into one car, and then on the next time around, hopping out and into another one. I've seen kids play football in between bus arrivals, and then one getting hit in the head, knocked down, and causing one bus to run over the curb and over some people's luggage... the stories could go on and on. And the funny thing is, stuff like this actually happens more often than people think, and they happen everywhere, and everyone sees it, at least once in their life. And like I said... daydream? Nope, just everyday reality.
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