Dear Eddie,
My apologies. I have been travelling so I?m a little behind in some current events. I actually feel pretty bad. You see, my husband has always been a fan of yours. Loves your music. We would talk about it from time to time. It truly is incredible, your musical story. You from a very young age had a talent that few will know. You write your own music and your lyrics are incredible. So for someone like me, well, I interpreted that as meaning you might be some sort of genius. And I?m sorry to put that kind of pressure on you. Maybe I should have just thought you simply know how to write really good music.
You see, I saw this video of you giving what you thought to be a great speech to your fans about the current war. You don?t say it by name, but we get the gist. You say between swigs of wine that we should stop giving our money and taxes to people who bomb children, that people should stop going to other people?s land and stop taking what doesn?t belong to them. After watching this video, well, that?s when I really felt badly for the pressure I have put on you.
Because I realized after I saw this speech that you must be exhausted from touring and haven’t had time to educate yourself properly on the situation. I shouldn?t expect you to be educated on all matters of the world just because you wrote a great song like Jeremy. We just have more time to watch the news and read the papers about how the war is affecting everyone so deeply. I shouldn?t expect you to have compassion for everyone just because you have performed for millions of different types of people. It was wrong for me to expect you to at least mention three innocent students, (who may have even like your music,) who were kidnapped from their school and later murdered.
It?s a bad habit of mine. Assuming things about people. Why should I do this to you? You are just a guy who sings, made a lot of money doing it, acquired that Johnny Depp sort of accent, married a model for his second wife, and may forget that his words actually affect his fans. After you decide whether you will have merlot or pinot noir on stage, well, how are you supposed to then plan out what you are going to say? It’s too much, Eddie. Will you forgive me?
And I feel really bad, but I guess this is where I tell you my husband and I aren?t going to be able to see you in concert like we had planned.
But it?s not you, it?s us.
My Sincerest Apologies,
Jen
P.S. You look like you have put on a little weight, maybe lay off the wine.