rhinoceros

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Behind me two women talk about their "awesome" pastor. In front of me another woman reads with the Life Application Bible and a Josh McDowell apologetics text called "A Ready Defense" stacked next to her. The parking lot is full of ichthyomobiles.

The groupthink is dreary. I feel like the last one in Orange County who's not an evangelical Protestant Konservative Kristian Klone.

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I was in Rhinoceros

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Little offoffBroadway joint called House of Candles Theater that did absurdist plays. I worked there for like a year, even starred a little.

In Rhinoceros, I remember: the starring actress stuffing her face and all bug-eyed saying, "How do you know? You're no POLYGLOT." Night after night. Also, me and my co-actor Michael, an emergency room physician for heaven's sake, would go across the street to The Hat to get drunk on cheap frozen daiquiri's during intermission, because after intermission all we had to do was go around in a rhino mask and go rooar. With all the other rhinos.

I also remember the last moment of the play, again night after night, yes? The lead actor leans out of the balcony window and shrieks at the sea of rhinos around him, "I'M NOT CAPITULATING!"