I got a surprise Friday morning—aside from that Brexit
thing, which was unpleasantly gobsmacking in its shortsightedness. Friends
had tickets for a performance by Second City at the Kennedy Center for that
night’s performance. One of the had to work; did I want to go see it?
Well, I’m not the world’s biggest fan of improv, but
opportunities like that don’t ordinarily drop out of the sky. So I said sure.
It made for kind of a long day, since I get into work extra early during
periods when the Metro’s Blue Line is buggered. But it was great catching up
with my friend, and the performance, “Second City’s Almost Accurate Guide to America”, turned out to be exceptionally
funny.
Well—I was a teensy bit surprised that the political skewering
vastly favored the liberal viewpoint, but perhaps conservatives don’t go to the
Kennedy Center? (The other performance was Kinky
Boots; I’m guessing that the butts in those seats weren’t Republican ones,
either.) Or perhaps they dislike improv more than I do?
I’m also not sure that the fiberglass wig worn by the guy
playing Trump isn’t a fire hazard. But the fiberglass wig worn by the real guy
playing Trump looks like a fire hazard, and he gets all kinds of gigs, so that
may not be an issue with OSHA.
But as it turns out, the improv bits were minimal, and not
at all painful to me. And, as I said, it was very, very funny, with one
interlude that captured the battlefield experience of America’s wars for the
past 50 years. That was not at all funny, because it was so accurate.
I also loved the consciousness-raising of Dolly Madison.
So today I’m grateful for a lovely evening to finish out
the week, a very nice surprise, and friends who roped me into it.
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