Hamlet and the Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat
Many things going on, in the big world and my world.
First my things. Last month went to Merry Old Engelonde for to see a suite, if you will, of historical-ish plays by the Bard himself. These were performed to near perfection by the impossible-to-praise-enough Royal Shakespeare Company. I will not get too voluble on the subject but it may suffice to say that the productions, of which I saw all the "Henry"s (IV-parts one and two, V, and all three parts of IV) were graced by vertical entrances and exits (by trapeze), battles both real and abstract (one with a large amount of paper streamers), voluminous organic percussion sound effects, trap doors aplenty, and a very large, rusty metaphorical representation (a tower) of the "realm" at the time of the turbulent events.
At home, my drama company has finally cast itself for our production of Frank Wedekind's harrowing (and very German in that respect) "Children's Tragedy" Spring Awakening. And guess what my chippies... I'm the LEAD. Ohmigoodness. But yes, I will be playing the part of Melchior Gabor (no relation to Zsa Zsa), the free thinker and accidental rapist. Cheery, no? I'm also very pleased to announce that this production will have absolutely nothing to do with the recent Broadway "musical" interpretation of the same play.
Lastly (though there is much else), my original play, Area Code 419, Africa Calling, has been selected as a runner-up in this year's Young Playwright's Festival. True to form, I at first wondered why it was I didn't win, like two years ago... but that's really neither here nor there, as it will be staged regardless, and that is what counts.
Anyway, perhaps a little about the big world now...
Mr. Obama, I would really like to believe in you. It's just that... You're a Democrat. I have come to the conclusion from much reading and ponderation that this so-called "people's" party is really the true obstacle to genuine social (not to mention political) change in the Land of the (shopping) Spree. I was impressed with your comment on using nukes, but then you say you want to increase the military! You spoke out against the "US-led" Iraq genocide at its beginning, but then you voted every time to fund it! And finally, I have read that you hired Zbigniew Brzezinski as a campaign adviser. This man has admitted to conspiring to start the horrific and endless Soviet-Afghan war.
And for all you "identity politics" voters who are afraid of being either racist or sexist: why not vote for Cynthia McKinney? She is black, and she's a woman! She also happens to be a Green; therefore, owing to the corporate-media imposed third-party blackout, you have not heard of her...
First my things. Last month went to Merry Old Engelonde for to see a suite, if you will, of historical-ish plays by the Bard himself. These were performed to near perfection by the impossible-to-praise-enough Royal Shakespeare Company. I will not get too voluble on the subject but it may suffice to say that the productions, of which I saw all the "Henry"s (IV-parts one and two, V, and all three parts of IV) were graced by vertical entrances and exits (by trapeze), battles both real and abstract (one with a large amount of paper streamers), voluminous organic percussion sound effects, trap doors aplenty, and a very large, rusty metaphorical representation (a tower) of the "realm" at the time of the turbulent events.
At home, my drama company has finally cast itself for our production of Frank Wedekind's harrowing (and very German in that respect) "Children's Tragedy" Spring Awakening. And guess what my chippies... I'm the LEAD. Ohmigoodness. But yes, I will be playing the part of Melchior Gabor (no relation to Zsa Zsa), the free thinker and accidental rapist. Cheery, no? I'm also very pleased to announce that this production will have absolutely nothing to do with the recent Broadway "musical" interpretation of the same play.
Lastly (though there is much else), my original play, Area Code 419, Africa Calling, has been selected as a runner-up in this year's Young Playwright's Festival. True to form, I at first wondered why it was I didn't win, like two years ago... but that's really neither here nor there, as it will be staged regardless, and that is what counts.
Anyway, perhaps a little about the big world now...
Mr. Obama, I would really like to believe in you. It's just that... You're a Democrat. I have come to the conclusion from much reading and ponderation that this so-called "people's" party is really the true obstacle to genuine social (not to mention political) change in the Land of the (shopping) Spree. I was impressed with your comment on using nukes, but then you say you want to increase the military! You spoke out against the "US-led" Iraq genocide at its beginning, but then you voted every time to fund it! And finally, I have read that you hired Zbigniew Brzezinski as a campaign adviser. This man has admitted to conspiring to start the horrific and endless Soviet-Afghan war.
And for all you "identity politics" voters who are afraid of being either racist or sexist: why not vote for Cynthia McKinney? She is black, and she's a woman! She also happens to be a Green; therefore, owing to the corporate-media imposed third-party blackout, you have not heard of her...
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