So what is stalking?
Let us get the definition bang right in the centre before we call ourselves names and allow others to do the same to us. Don’t we want, fairly or unfairly, to know how we “qualified”? 😉
According to the various dictionaries I have surreptitiously consulted while no one was looking:
“Stalking is a term commonly used to refer to obsessive attention by an individual or a group towards another person. Stalking behaviours are related to harrassement and may include following the victim in person or monitoring them and serious offenders may be fined, imprisoned etc….”
Crikey! ….. read no more! It sounds like you and me! 😯
Is running after David all over the world a form of stalking? Some have taken it further, as in these weird stalking stories:
A 14 year-old snucked into Buckingham Palace several times and stole Queen Victoria’s underwear. His visits were doubtlessly benign – he just wanted to sit on her throne, read her books and do a little harmless rummaging through her things. But nope, no deal, he was shipped to Australia.
Cristen Keleler snucked into George Harrison’s home, cooked one of his frozen pizzas and drank his rootbeer before she was caught by security and arrested.
Tom Jones’ stalker, out of a moment’s passion, threw dirty underwear and a semen-filled condom at him while he was onstage. Later it was discovered the stalker had a shrine devoted to him.
And the really serious exceptional few, deranged and disordered of mind, include Mark Chapman who fatally shot John Lennon after having stalked him and shaking his hand.
And don’t forget the stalking frenzy by the papparazzi who caused the car crash which killed Princess Diana.
On the less blustering side, temperate and “angelic” in behaviour, but just as passionate and frantic, are the multitudes of David-stalkers who stalked him from Sunway to Zouk to Bugis to Manila Megamall to Araneta to KLIA to The Hilton to Stadium Negara to Singapore again to Santa Rosa to Salt Lake City to Las Vegas to Anaheim …. (I’m sure there are many more David-stalking stories hidden in the closet ) … and I am only referring to the Malaysian and Singaporean stalkers!
Does the thin line between Realty (Fan) and Fantasy (Stalker) become blur? Where does one draw the line? If given the opportunity and a sudden attack of of some crazy, gone-haywire adrenaline flow, do besotted fans slip over that thin line and turn into hard-core stalkers?
If we Archies were really bordering a stalking-fanatic case, shouldn’t we be grateful to David for ironically having rescued us? Yes David, thank you for going on the Mission. 😛 It has given us time to recuperate from all that breathlessness….
But there again, unfortunately (and fortunately) for David, the 2-year wait may have given rise to a huge stalking-germination process, the blame of which is totally on David’s own shoulders. 😉
As all ardent fans go, I’m certain there remains dormant, a tinge at least, of some David-associated recklessness. Perhaps there still lurks a potentially “dangerous” stalking demon within us, one fine day to be unashamedly unleashed onto the unsuspecting David. That thought somewhat frightens me. When David returns and “lets it ALL out” – David-willing – will our Archu-maniacal capacities take us somewhere diabolical risking incarceration and sharing prisons with the above-mentioned criminals?! 😯
But, seriously, I have my doubts as to the severity of our actions, past or future. Our ODD condition will surely remain benign and not possibly escalate into any sort of violence, how ever fanatical or passionate we are.
Our connection with David – yours and mine – is firmly based on love, peace, beauty, non-violence and good ole goodness. And I doubt anyone can take that away from us – not even the stalker-demons that are constantly strategizing and scheming inside us. Words of wisdom or wishful thinking? 😉