But what if you were born a sickly child? Big ears, big nose. Spent a lot of time in bed, trying to overcome various illnesses? And what if you spent a lot of time in bars and clubs in a working class city, a neighborhood of toughs and sailors?
And maybe you were a drummer in a really, really popular band. I mean in an insanely, irrationally, maniacally crazy kind of popular way. And somehow, you came out of it relatively intact. You didn't become a total asshole, you didn't let your ego blow up to mega-proportions. You actually emerged as a total class-act.
You did everything with humor and grace and class. And you were funny and kind and humble, and well you preached peace and love. And you were clean and sober, and a vegetarian to boot. And you really were/are a fabulous drummer, with a track record unmatched by anyone else on the planet.
And that band you were in, well, 50 years after their wildly received debut on a big American TV show, people are still listening to your music and reveling in the joy and energy and over-powering creativity of that little 4 person outfit.
Well, if all that were true, you'd be Ringo Starr - R&R Diety! Rock on Ringo!
