Am I the only one?

It t'was but the radius of his Spanish face. The centripetal force that caught my eye each time I looked at him. It's nothing but a memory now; a memory of a man... more so a boy; a man-boy caught up with his own insecurities in this world so pent up with beauty. In this world so focused on "imperfections" of one's body than the imperfections of their oppressive and egotistical government. A capitalist world.

Am I the only one...
who misses Enrique Iglesias's mole? Do people even recall the Enrique of the past? The man who wrote love ballads, instead of dance mixes alongside Pitbull. Who wrote about the very essence of chivalry, instead of his relations with various precocious women. The man who we would not expect to carry a venereal disease in the past, in the times of his mole, since he had once dedicated his life to love, yet now it seems to be the complete opposite. You can't seem to walk into a club/ bar without coming across Enrique, his undressed attire, horrid trucker hat, and a slew, or clan, of whorish venereal disease-carrying ladies of the night.  Have you all simply cast aside the very memory of his beauty mark as well as you would cast aside scandals in our politics. Sure, they happen frequently, but does that make them any less wrong? Eliot Spitzter was gross. God help Bill Clinton. Herman Cain needs help. So does Tiger Woods. Anyway, the mole. Ah yes, the mole. The very core of the apple that is Enrique Iglesias, or, at least, was. T'was but the root of all that was this astounding, latin stallion. Women, even I, swooned over this mole. His mole was my hero, baby...and it damned-well took my breath away, too. Why Enrique? Why? Why is it so unacceptable as to live with the body you were born with? Were you not satisfied by your everyday visage? What would lead you to even consider the idea of removing your mark of beauty, your gift from the gods? Would "Hero" have been big without the mole? Is it socially acceptable to wear white after Labor Day when, in fact, EVERYDAY excluding Labor Day, is technically, AFTER Labor Day. I guess there are just some questions that can never be answered.

                                            Mourning the loss of my hero
                                                 - A.