— My brother, a 17 year old non-religious, non-homeschooled, non-vagina-having young man, on Fall Out Boy’s album “Save Rock and Roll”. (via internetserviceprovider)
some thoughts on celebrity and being an idiot, post meeting hank green in an airport terminal
Yesterday morning I met Hank Green in an airport.
I saw him and stopped walking, and said the first thing in my mind which was: ‘You’re Hank Green.’ The words literally just spilled out of my mouth, there was no amount of thought happening. And I’m sure he hears it all the time but I immediately felt stupid. He looked up and smiled, and said, ‘yes I am.’ I shook his hand and introduced myself (but I’m pretty sure he called me Jenny; in retrospect I should’ve used my awesome intro of ‘Ginny, like Harry Potter,’ but you know, next time) and I babbled about how I loved his videos and asked for a picture, which he very kindly granted. He asked where I was from, and was overall very nice. I think I told him to have a nice day, or thank you or something like that. Then I walked away, and by walked I mean I stumbled through the gap in the displays to the rest of the terminal because I’m graceful. I probably could have talked to him a bit more, but honestly I couldn’t think straight, and I didn’t want to bother him. And I wanted to leave before I looked like too much of an idiot.
After I texted many people and tweeted and instagram-ed (because I am a millennial//had just MET HANK GREEN) and my heart rate had calmed down, I realized he probably didn’t care if I was babbling and nervous, that he has people recognize him and ask for pictures all the time, but I still wish I had been a little bit more cool. But who is ever really cool when meeting a celebrity? Or at least someone who is a celebrity to them.
The Internet makes it so that we feel we know these people. Know the YouTubers we watch devotedly, and that makes them into celebrities, even if most people don’t know who Hank Green is. But they’re a different kind of celebrity, ones who care and inspire change, ones who are funny and smart and silly and make communities around the world. And its not really that unlikely to meet Hank Green in the city (a very small city) where he lives, but it was still amazing and weird all at once. To shake hands with and side hug a man I’ve been watching online for years, a man who I think is brilliant and important… and then to get on the plane and listen to a podcast where the man I just met is interviewed, that’s a weird feeling. He is simultaneously very real to and very separate from me; I had just spoken to him, but now I am back to watching him on screens.
To circle back, maybe I did sound like an idiot, but in retrospect I think that’s okay. Nerdfighteria is about being excited and dumb and enthusiastic, all because you love something and think it’s awesome. So it probably doesn’t matter that I don’t think I looked him in the eye for most of our interaction.
So thank you Hank, for allowing me to be an idiot around you for a few minutes, thank you for teaching me and millions of others about unbridled enthusiasm and doing what you love, for being a new kind of celebrity. And of course thank you for vlogbrothers and crashcourse and everything else you do, DFTBA—
(also lets notice how the background of this photo is shaky, clearly i am freaking out)