sometimes i think about how many times iâve said that I canât wait for the day Paul will admit that he and john had âsomethingâ, that it will be the day Iâll finally have the âproofâ that they were more than just friends.
But now I realize that I donât need it. I donât need Paul to tell it, and I donât need photographs or secret tapes of them to know it. âCause for me is so already blatantly confirmed, that itâs useless to hear Paul McCartney saying it. Maybe youâd say âwell, it would be great just for the haters. Can you imagine their faces? they would shut up and never stress you outâ. But I donât care, I donât care about them, or what they think, thatâs not the point.
And you know why? âcause I think about Paul. A man whose life is constantly under the thumb of the press and his fans. Everything he does is on the papers or in some instagram photos with funny hashtags. I remember when once I saw a photo of him eating an ice cream, this one:
I saw it on Tumblr. Most people laughed and wrote funny comments, but in my opinion this photo is incredibly sad. This man looks like a monkey in a cage surrounded by visitors in a zoo. itâs embarrassing. He went out and bought an ice cream and suddenly everyone is surrounding him, taking photos, clapping, and shouting at him âPaul, say hi!â âEhi paul, look here, paul!!â âPaul, say cheeseâ.
And what is his reaction? This one:
Heâs like âEhi, take a photo of the ice cream iâm eating, look at it. done? was it funny? did you enjoy it?â
Heâs being polite, and even cute, but Iâm sure heâs thinking âdamn it, I canât even eat a fucking ice creamâ.
Wait, Iâm not blaming the fans around him. âCause this is the life he chose to live, to give everyone a piece of him. Itâs the price of success.
Iâm just pointing out that probably, regarding McLennon, itâs good for him if he doesnât reveal anything.
And you know why? âCause probably tomorrow, if he says that he and John had a very deep relationship, that they had their ups and downs, but always loved each other from the first day they met, and sometimes they experienced sex, the same guy with the pink t shirt that now is taking a photo of him will probably yell âfag!!â at him, or burn the Beatles albums, âCause the idea of john and paul as more than just friends is out of his mind. The same people of the first pictures would probably laugh at him, making some homophobic jokes, offending John, and Paul couldnât stand it.
So he prefers to take it as a joke, randomly saying that they shared a single bed, sleeping so many times together, and looking âshockedâ if someone asks him about johnâs sexuality, mumbling the same words he has learnt to say for so many years. âCause sometimes itâs better to tell a lie than to tell a truth and destroy the image that you have built for so many years.
And he has all the rights in this world to not tell one single word about it, cause I understand he would prefer to keep it for himself. (Probably it would be the only thing that he knows and the rest of the world doesnât.) âCause itâs too important and special, and he prefers to save it from the thousands of articles and books that the world would make, speculating about them just to earn money. Because thatâs would be the result of his confession.It would be better for him to keep this far from the zoo of the world outside, in which the press canât wait to see you falling or failing to make a juicy article about it. They donât care about feelings, they donât care about the complexity or the importance and the different levels of the relationship you had with John, the result would be always the same: money.
And, another point, which is the most difficult one is the fan. The fan cannot be âbetrayedâ, you canât suddenly give them a different image of you and your âpartnerâ (as he loved to call you). âCause the fan, in 50 years, has built an icon, an image of the Beatles, that is so strong that you cannot change it. The icon that the Beatles and the press have created is so big that one little different thing would probably destroy them.
A fan creates an image of the music star that itâs not the REAL one. it will never be. Cause the fan doesnât talk to Paul, doesnât live with Paul everyday, the fan knows Paul by the image that he has created for the world outside, which is different by the real one. Thatâs why when you read something âbadâ or âunusualâ about your favourite star you feel lost, you feel betrayed and sad. It must have happened at least once in your life. Suddenly your opinion changes, and your minds tries to elaborate what happened, and soon you tries to forget it.
I remember when Paul once made an interview in some USA channel, and they made a rehearsal of it, and when the journalist asked âwhat do you think about John?â paul answered âhe was disturbedâ.Then they made the final official interview, and Paul answered âhe was beautiful, he was my hero, he wasâŚ..etc.etc..â. And he decided to not say that john was disturbed, (which probably he was a bit and you know it) because fans and journalists would have killed him the next day. âCause Johnâs death has made him become some sort of a saint that talked about peace and love everyday of his life. Which is not true. And you all know it.
So sometimes itâs better to keep your mouth shut âcause it would put you in troubles and make no difference anyway. The only satisfaction Paul would get is from the journalists that have always portrayed his relationship with John as constantly competitive and a mix of jealousy and hate.
When it was nothing but a love affair in which two people were too scared to tell how much they loved and needed each other. And the world hasnât understood it yet.