I’m nervous, excited, honored. It’s like in Shakespearean times, when the king would come to the show. – actor in the play our President Incarnate attended in New York
I couldn’t think for the first 10 minutes of the show because the president was sitting right [next] to me. – audience member at same play
(From this news story; CHT Stephan.)
In the meantime, prisoners are being denied trial, evidence of torture is being suppressed, the economy is being Mussolinised, and Middle Eastern children are being blown to bits under the reign of this affable theatre-goer. Plus, woe betide any ordinary New Yorkers who just wanted to go about their business in the vicinity that day, as cops closed off the street for blocks around the Presidential Theophany.
How was Andre Holland even able to concentrate on stage, with all that luminescence blinding him from the house? Forsooth, King Barack’s halo must be greater even than yonder klieg lights.
“I’m nervous, excited, honored. It’s like in Shakespearean times, when the king would come to the show.”
I’d be nervous all right, nervous that he’s have someone executed or sent to Guantanamo. Isn’t that the sort of thing Kings liked to do publicly in Shakespeare’s time?
My favorite part about this site is that you can count on legitimate criticism. War crimes: so true.