Philosophy of Existentialism and the Lady of Shallot

Moose and Jan, hold onto your hats. I'm currently reading "The Philosophy of Existentialism" by Jean-Paul  Sartre where he projects the anxiety of humans and authentic ways of being on the existence of our responsibilities to the choices we make in life. Naturally, Sartre isn't Catholic and doesn't believe in saints, angels, God nor heaven. I on the other hand do believe in God, saints and heaven. His argument is that what is real is a perception depending on the person who gives it that truth. And that truth is given to all humanity by the person interpreting the thought. "Life is nothing, it's up to you to give it meaning, and value is nothing but the meaning you choose for it." he argues.

If that is the case, then why did the Lady of Shallot leave the loom?

She left the web, she left the loom,

She made three paces through the room,

She saw the water-lily bloom

She saw the helmet and the plume, 

She looked down to Camelot.

Out flew the web and floated wide;

The mirror cracked from side to side;

"The curse is come upon me," cried

The Lady of Shalott.

This has been a part of a great poem by Tennyson which I have difficulty in accepting. Here is the Lady of Shallot, locked up in a tower by the river and she can't look out of the window because she will die if she does. Who decided she couldn't look out of the tower? How could Tennyson do this to her? How dare he? My questions should be: Why wasn't Lancelot locked in a tower rather than the Lady of Shallot? Wouldn't she have made a better difference in the world had she been free to be with humans and knit her weave of many colors? She would have brought so much happiness to people had she not been locked up in the tower. Lancelot, a soldier, killer and womanizer of married women (Guinevere) would have been a much better option to lock up in the tower. Who has any use for a womanizing arrogant smelly guy (you know they didn't have soap and "hygiene" wasn't a word in Lancelot's time).

Emptying your porta-potty in the street was an every day chore back in Lancelot's day

 Lock him up! I remember visiting a castle in Italy where the angry queen had her servants (who were plotting her death) locked in a tower and closed it off with bricks and mortar. The end.

Well, given that it was the Lady of Shallot locked up in the tower there are some viable options for her which I think are much better truths to this poem than her leaving the room and the loom for a looser.

1. She could have left on a sunny fall day. Hey, if she was doomed to die for escaping at least she could have done it on a pretty day. The poem doesn't say if the weather was good or not so let's assume that it was glorious and she left because she couldn't bear the thought of being doomed to die on a day with a blizzard.

2. The mirror cracked because in reality Sir Lancelot was quite ugly.

"They have no idea how many decaying teeth I have nor how bad my toe fungus smells."

3. The web she weaved was actually a magic carpet that flew to Persia and picked up Ahmed (modern day Aladdin) and flew him back to pick up the Lady of Shallot who was really Princess Nouronnihar, a Persian Princess. She was just hiding out in the tower in dreary England, weaving away as a disguise to her true self while Ahmed was building a palace of gold and emeralds to show his love for her. Tennyson himself might not even know this alternate ending.

Weaving a magic flying carpet to escape with Sultan Ahmed

Ahmed: the alternate ending to Lancelot. A much more interesting, better smelling and fascinating character. 

This is where the Lady of Shallot (Persian Princess) really ended up. She was just pretending to be a maiden in distress. 

Using Sartre's theory of thinking I think I can finally come to some peace with this poem given that there are alternate truths to the one that even Tennyson intended.