Who the fuck is Bono, anyway? Is Bono the Pope? Barack Obama? Is Bono J.D. Salinger, or someone else equally famous and dead? Is Bono a hologram and not a real person, but rather a globally projected group hallucination? Is Bono actually a doomsday device, and not a man? I ask this because trying to interview Bono is pretty much fucking impossible, let me tell you. I’ve spent the last five years of my life trying to secure an interview with him, and no mortal can get close. It’s become something so intangible to me now that I struggle to even explain it anymore. Every writer has their personal Jesus, that one interview they can tick off their list and then die happy. And for me, that person is Bono.
(Here are some photos Dan took on the night in question.)
There Is A (RED) Light That Never Goes Out
Yeah, so that was me. In defending Bono/my boyfriend’s honour, it was on the cheek.
Dan took this photo at the Summit of You Have To Be Kidding Me.
