Wednesday, January 16, 2008

Why I Love NYC

by Ken Houghton

This last week before school starts again is the time to get in some play going. So Monday night I walk over to 45th Street and get tickets for August: Osage County, which a friend of Shira's says is the play to see if you're seeing only one. And there are $25 tickets available.*

Turns out that Tom Stoppard's "Rock 'n' Roll"** is playing right across the street, and they have student tickets for available for the same $25.

Which was cool enough in itself.

But at intermission of the Stoppard last night, while standing in the lavatory queue, I hear a voice saying "You gonna be all right, hon?" And since it's a voice I've been listening to for around 33 years, since slightly after the Chilean "Experiment" began,*** it only takes a quick glance to see that, indeed, there is a dark-haired, medium-height man with a small goatee coming down the stairs.

This medium-height man with a small goatee (though with somewhat better clothing):

(image from here).

*Plus a "facility charge" that is uniform for all tickets of $1.50. This is the definitive regressive tax, but we decided not to spend an extra $50/ticket just to reduce the "rate" of the service charge.

**Which turns out—I had forgotten—to be among other things, a discussion of democracy, more Churchillian than Utopian.

***Coincidentally, the day this was released.

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