Jane Fonda and Me©
By
Michael Casey
What can I say about Jane Fonda, Barbarella springs
to mind, it was strange and weird and
sexy, and comic and science fiction. Duran Duran the Birmingham pop group took
their name from a character in the film, they say Lady Di loved that band. Jane was in Klute as well. Her daughter was
in a few good films as well, playing an assassin, as well as a really good film
set in Paris with a Chinese actor, that film was really good, Chung Win Fat was
the actor I think. Jane Fonda’s brother Peter was in Easy Rider. Not forgetting
her dad Henry, one of the best actors ever.
So why am I talking about them, or rather her?
Well in the paper it said Jane Fonda was 76 and now afraid of her own
mortality. My mum was 76 when she died in the marriage bed beside her husband
of 47 years. Jane has had a few husbands, but that is Hollywood. Why is she
afraid of death? If I had produced a body of work as an actress, and as a keep
fit guru, I’d be happy with my life. Then her family achievements, it’s great
by any standard.
So why should she be afraid? If you are at peace
with yourself and your God, if you have one, then any time parting is fine. I’m
not saying I don’t mind not waking up in the morning, I’d love to see my
grandchildren, my own children are not even teenagers yet. My children only
have one grandparent and grannie is in Shanghai, far far away from Birmingham.
So I’d like to be there when and if any next generation of Caseys arrive,
though as I have daughters the Casey name could disappear.
So what’s wrong with Jane Fonda? Inner Peace. Or
rather the lack of it would be my guess. Life is strange, perhaps I’m only
talking about my own, or perhaps not. Life is a game of roulette as my brother
once said. Something bad can lead to something good. Ending up a computer
operator and after only applying for one such job DID change my life.
So what can I teach Jane Fonda, exercise routines?
I’d probably have a heart attack in 5 minutes if I tried her workouts. Fashion
and beauty tips? My wife could, but not me. Acting, I could teach her to look
like a pig in a poke. My Chinese name is Panzi which means Fat Fat Boy, though
my bilingual daughters said it really means PIG. But I laugh even more now
because I know the true meaning.
Laughter Jane that’s what I can teach you,
laughter, real laughter. Yes we are all going to be in a pine box someday, but
just enjoy your friends and family. I could say live in the fast lane, but I
won’t. Just look inside your own head Jane, that’s where the beauty is, not on
the red carpet. For what’s in your head will be what carries
on when you are in that pine box. So
enjoy your interior life not the interior decorations.
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