It's a looks thing only, but then I guess most celebrity comparisons are. Anyway, most people will happily tell you that I look like Jesus, with my long hair and scraggly beard combo. My habit of going round wearing a bed sheet and flip-flops probably doesn't help either. I jest, of course: it's crocs, I wouldn't be seen dead and nailed to a cross wearing flip-flops.
If you want to know if I'm actually like Jesus, it depends on which Jesus we're talking about, of course, but I'd say yes on the proviso that we consider Jesus without the "Son of God" stuff. Which leaves us with a man who is famous for his long hair and beard. Definitely me. The Jesus I think existed was a great leader of men and preached a message of social justice. I'd like to think that could me.
The only gripe I have with being Jesus is that the bloody Beatles are bigger and better than me. On the face of it that's fine but the only surviving Beatles are the world's most arrrogant man and Ringo "Don't call me by my stage name" Starr. If John and George were still about, I'd bow down and worship but as it is I don't think so.
Incidentally, the one other celebrity I've been compared to is John Lennon, mainly because of the iconic picture of him in his hairy, beardy phase when he's wearing those little round sunglasses and I ... once wore a pair of sunglasses (blame my brother, it was he who saw the "resemblance"). Oh, and I'm told that when I was little (like really little, too young to have the nous to make this shit up) I heard "Imagine" on the radio and after about three bars I claimed I'd written it. John Lennon in a previous life? You decide.
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