I was casting for a play a while back and my old alma mater had kindly lent some space to see actors and as I strolled by, I spotted the above graffiti on a phone box right next to the main entrance; strategically placed to catch all the passing drama students and perhaps sow a seed of doubt.
I wonder if it convinced anyone of the error of their acting ways?
I doubt it, I would guess that it aroused a more confrontational response but the trouble is, the statement is right.
At the fundamental root of most people's journey into the acting profession is some kind of deep-set self-loathing that shows itself in the desire to be liked and to be loved, for approval. Most of us deal with this by working hard, or being a success in a certain field, or having kids and getting worth from them. The most daft of us go into acting, a profession which, by it's very nature, constantly challenges your self-worth and tests the boundaries of self-esteem.
You could call actors masochists...or needy idiots, either/or really.
I got into acting as a 9 year old child because I could escape who I was at the time (quiet, meek, bullied, repressed) and transform into something better, something spectacular: Sweeney Todd for example or a General in World War I. Acting also put my disturbingly furtive and active imagination to good use and focused my creative talent.
As I got into my teens, acting became a means of therapy to process repressed sexual feelings towards women, or to exorcise violent tendencies or re-inact terrible moments from my life to that point and either re-live them (masochism again) or to alter the outcome.
I would say that it is only recently, as a 32 year old man, that I've moved away from using acting as a means to justify my existence and my self-worth and to selfishly use it as a conduit to process past trauma and rather, use it for what it is there for: to tell good stories, to get people to think and feel and to entertain them.