Those of us, perhaps mainly guys, of a certain era will fondly remember the Hardy Boys mysteries and the Tom Swift sci-fi adventure series. And maybe we’ll remember the word game call Tom Swifty or Tom Swifties. The word game used the heavy use of adverbs modifying dialogue, incorporating puns and humor. In the Wikipedia entry on the Tom Swift books, an example is: ‘“I lost my crutches,’ said Tom lamely."
Today we have new Swifties, followers of arguably the most famous pop artist of our day, Taylor Swift. Now, as some of you know, I have lamented the cult of celebrity for emphasizing values and behavior of which I disapproved. But for Taylor Swift, I have made an exception. It’s not that I find her music great. I enjoy some of her songs and some snippets of her Eras tour. Whether it’s real or imagined (after all, perception is reality), Swift presents as kind, generous, down-to-earth, feminist and misogynist hater; she’s not only talented but she’s a hard worker. She is, truly, the girl next door. She lived life bathed in the spotlight beam of an A-plus-list celebrity.
Then, a little more than a year ago, the world learned she is dating an NFL star, Kansas City Chief’s tight end, Travis Kelce, who was really unknown outside of football circles. Then the scrutiny of both celebrities was not only in the hottest of spotlights but it was also under the public relations equivalent of an electron microscope. Everything and anything was fair game for the pop culture media; and, then the phenomenon crossed into the mainstream media. These two 30-somethings couldn’t twitch without some speculation about their love life, relationship and careers. Will they or won’t they (fill in the blank)? Are they or aren’t they (fill in the blank)?
If Kelce didn’t make a Eras tour concert event or event, speculation was rife that there was, as so many have phrased it, “trouble in paradise.” If Swift missed a Chief’s game or Kelce event, again, was there a relationship problem. Paparazzi and other media types followed them almost everywhere they could — on dates, to parties, on vacation and even professionally related events. The lack of privacy was, in my opinion, beyond the pale. And that evasiveness extended to the Swift and Kelce families. I frankly don’t know how they stand the pressure although I do know that their wealth forms somewhat of a bulwark for them.
I also remember my mid-thirties and being in love and lust and admit to nostalgia about it. And I think that’s why I find their situation so interesting. I can’t fathom how they hold onto the strong sense of self and character under the unrelenting pressure. I wonder how they don’t push back on some of the invasive speculation about their relationship. So far, it’s clear to me that they are independent people with professional obligations. They must have a healthy respect for one another and are grounded in understanding their commitments.
I admit I am pulling for them to stay together. I know why. I don’t feel this way about other celebrity couples. Maybe this is a good thing, a bright spot during stressful and perilous times.
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