RAT solipsism/vanity

[Rebecca Gray <smith@avn.com>]

>done.  "There's room for everything," I say cheerfully through tight teeth.
>But I see an awful lot of theatre that might as well be

done in an isolation tank; in a bedroom, in a bathroom, in a more
appropriate venue for masturbation

doesn't the box office serve to keep performers/performance groups,
notoriously (and sometimes beautifully, sure) self-absorbed, "honest"? OK
the money encourages commoditization = commercialization = sell out (hmm)
BUT THERE ARE TWO SIDES to the coin, ain't that the saw

people will come. People, and not just friends from your acting class or
your extended family, will come and /give/ when you /give/ them
(what is it we give? the touchstone manifest, the safari of the soul,
ENTERFUCKINGTAINMENT? WHAT'S SO WRONG with entertainment???!!!!)
(/why/ is it that /artists/--and art--are--are expected to be--/tortured/
"have you ever seen a picture of jesus laughing/do you think he had a
beautiful smile/a smile that healed" etc. is pain really the only gauge of
worth ? for too many actors it is that's why there's BOX OFFICE to pull the
introspector out of her own little hell and into the world)
(a world that deserves entertainment)

If we x out the Exchange, we (can't help but) lose contact, in my opinion,
with theater's nascent condition and real significance: The Church for the
Expression of the evermorevaluable Understanding of what it is to /be/ here