Monday, August 16, 2010

The Big C

So now I'm a TV program. The name has been around for a while (see above, in my description of what Strays is about.) [True when posted - since changed - Ed.] I always associated it with John Wayne.

This show has Laura Linney, who is light years more terrific than JW or me, and I will be a watcher. But from the review I read this morning in the Times, although she's a cancer patient there are two big differences.

She isn't telling anyone. I, of course, have told everyone, puttin' it up on the Internet for chrissake.

And she, evidently, has a fairly near-term and terminal deadline. I haven't and don't.

The two are probably connected. I'm not sure how I would have reacted if the initial read was, you're cooked, but it may well not have been to go public. If it turns that way for me, how will I react? Don't know. I think the kimono, once open, stays open, but I don't really know. It's one of those things you have to experience first-hand, in real time, to genuinely understand.

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