Disclaimer: This is not what I hope or wish for, not even a little — this is a hypothetical, something to make you and I think about futures which may require more imagination and ingenuity than may currently be employed by those at the top echelons of our artistic field.
Thought: Everyone’s talking about the Met’s possible strike, renegotiation of contracts, cutting of benefits, etcetera. It has led many to question the Met’s efficacy, and just as many have suggested that the Met be restructured or run by different forces.
But: what if the Met simply ceased to exist?
Interesting… Very interesting.
Blood orange, the blood of angry men
1. Wear your motherfucking best clothes—it shows the actors that you think their performance is worth dressing up for.
2. Shut the fuck up—Don’t fucking open that hole on your face while the show is taking place.
3. Put your motherfucking cell phone away—that’s fucking rude and I really shouldn’t have to explain why