With the election in full cry, and the theater in abeyance for the holiday weekend, I sat down to write a "political" piece. Not precisely an endorsement—my modest readership doesn't need me to tell them where their interests lie. Instead, I was struggling with hazy notions of culture and politics, of how the million and one connections we make through art reawaken in us exactly the awareness of other people's plight that current Republican policy firmly declines to acknowledge. I was plodding along that path, not very happily, getting results that seemed, like today's politics, leaden and predictable. So I took my usual escape from work—picking up a half-read book from the nearest pile. And turning a... More >>>