It used to mean that the idealized version of people you see from a distance isn’t necessarily going to jive with who they actually are. They may seem mythical and turn out to be mundane. They may seem genuine and turn out to be farce. It’s better to let them live as an image in your heart than to resolve them into all that a person is in reality.
Unfortunately, as so many things have gone, even that is too optimistic for the world I find myself in. Not a song, not a character, not a book or ideal has managed to remain unsullied by the realization that we’ve culturally agreed that sex crimes are just ok. Especially against children. Don’t meet your heroes, they’ll probably rape you.
It used to mean that the idealized version of people you see from a distance isn’t necessarily going to jive with who they actually are. They may seem mythical and turn out to be mundane. They may seem genuine and turn out to be farce. It’s better to let them live as an image in your heart than to resolve them into all that a person is in reality.
Unfortunately, as so many things have gone, even that is too optimistic for the world I find myself in. Not a song, not a character, not a book or ideal has managed to remain unsullied by the realization that we’ve culturally agreed that sex crimes are just ok. Especially against children. Don’t meet your heroes, they’ll probably rape you.