The show's producers protest too much. They're no doubt looking for a little extra scandal to keep the attendance flowing, even as they're smugly enjoying the idea that they're just too "hot" for blue-haired Republicans to handle. The show's Website wallows in a predictable New York Times review that the show "isn't for everybody -- especially sweet Aunt Rose from Hooterville, unless she's partial to symbolic re-creations of masturbation and crude terms for it."
Pardon me, but "sweet Aunt Rose" may be the more sophisticated consumer to see beyond the childish novelty that absolutely everything's more entertaining with "full-frontal outrageousness," or that our most profound reflections on our humanity come in campy songs about genitals.
Delegates will also miss by a matter of days New York's "International Fringe Festival," the annual collection of bizarro stage plays, with titles like "Assyrian Monkey Fantasy," this one from an exiled gay Iranian playwright who performs his confessions of a "Latter-Day Temple Prostitute." And then there's his story of an illegal alien in Brooklyn who "fetishizes Ernest Hemingway." The list of weirdness on stage just goes on and on.
These nutball dramatists also have a political message: Jesus thinks it is George Bush who is crazy. Delegates will miss the opportunity to choose between the play "Apocalypse: Book One," in which "Fed up with the deceptions of Dubya, Jesus Christ runs for president," and the play "Dementia Presidentia," in which "The President has gone crazy. He has targeted American cities for nuclear destruction, ordered the FBI to investigate dissenters, and dances with Jesus. The Vice-President has a plan but the President's new Chief of Staff, Jesus, has a better idea."
I wonder if the play ends with Jesus taking the entire Cabinet to see "Naked Boys Singing." Don't think anything's out of the question on a stage in New York City.