The Home page of Randy Constan

How did I overlook reviewing this one before? I mean, once seen, never forgotten, and it's been a few years since I last saw this, but I didn't forget. How could I? For this is Pixyland, the internet home of Randy Constan, alias Peter Pan, the little boy who refuses to grow up, and although by now he's well on the wrong side of 50 he's still fitting into the tights and the tunic pretty well. The site has been up for years and barely changes, though Peter has found Tinkerbelle since I was last here and judging from the photos, they really do deserve each other. Good for them. OK, so opinion is divided - they think they're sane, and the rest of the internet doesn't. But the majority doesn't always have to be right. What's wrong with wanting people to be happy, and to hang on to that childlike innocence forever? If there are any psychiatrists or psychotherapists in the audience, don't answer that. For the rest of us, though, is wanting to live in Neverland and make friends with pixies such a terrible idea? Would Saddam Hussein ever have become a tyrant had he grown a Peter Pan hairdo and dressed in green tights instead? In public? I doubt it. Would George Bush have been taken seriously if he'd stuck wings on the back of his suit and carried a wand? I mean, any *less* seriously? Peter Pan, by his nature, was trapped in time and could not escape into the real world. But then, he didn't really want to, and memories of the real world soon escaped him. The same thing appears to be happening to Randy Constan, which is entirely appropriate. And who's to argue? There are many critics out there who look at Randy and his lady and his lifestyle and observe that they must be totally cracked. But to quote from Randy himself: "It is through the cracks in our humanity that the light within often shines brightest".