Marchwarden
May 25th, '03, 04:06 PM
In New York City, on December 8, 1980, John Lennon was shot twice in the chest and twice in the shoulder, by a deranged fan. He died of massive hemorrhaging, after losing 80% of his blood.
Now, his son Julian, since grown to manhood, has remained something of an enigma. While recordings of his are relatively rare, many have marvelled at the uncanny resemblance of his voice to that of his father. Nonetheless, he has never vigorously pursued a musical career, nor has he exploited his celebrity status. He avoids the media, shuns the trendy hangouts of the rich and famous and does not make conspicuous public contributions to charity (not to say he doesn't donate; he apparently keeps his causes private).
I made up none of the above; so far, it's all been factual. And yet, in a slightly different world, in a universe of Champions, what ought we to think of a reclusive young multimillionaire whose father was so violently torn from life? Julian Lennon has had all the money, all the time and certainly all the motive he needs. And was that terrible murder merely the lunatic act of a solitary madman? Was some darker agency at work? The influence of a most villainous mind? And to what fateful ends might such questions drive Julian? What precisely has he been doing with his life, out of the public eye, a mystery to all but a few intimates?
Nowhere to be seen, nowhere to be found, nowhere to be recognized.
Nowhere Man.
Now, his son Julian, since grown to manhood, has remained something of an enigma. While recordings of his are relatively rare, many have marvelled at the uncanny resemblance of his voice to that of his father. Nonetheless, he has never vigorously pursued a musical career, nor has he exploited his celebrity status. He avoids the media, shuns the trendy hangouts of the rich and famous and does not make conspicuous public contributions to charity (not to say he doesn't donate; he apparently keeps his causes private).
I made up none of the above; so far, it's all been factual. And yet, in a slightly different world, in a universe of Champions, what ought we to think of a reclusive young multimillionaire whose father was so violently torn from life? Julian Lennon has had all the money, all the time and certainly all the motive he needs. And was that terrible murder merely the lunatic act of a solitary madman? Was some darker agency at work? The influence of a most villainous mind? And to what fateful ends might such questions drive Julian? What precisely has he been doing with his life, out of the public eye, a mystery to all but a few intimates?
Nowhere to be seen, nowhere to be found, nowhere to be recognized.
Nowhere Man.