Went to a play. Was messerized. Now,your turn to listen
'n learn.
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by Joe B. Saturday, Oct. 4, 2003 what busy night before the play I have a few errands, people and things to wait on before getting ready for "Broken Homes" Two Generations Of Heartbreak. A new play about broken families in America before and after C.P.S.[Child Protective Services] The Bravo Theater is located at 2781 on 24th St. in San Francisco. A day earlier there’s the mad scrambling to fine a tape recorder preferably a used not to damaged one that is serviceable its my small way of recycling. Batteries, thermal underwear for winter [why don’t they sell them together in a bag? Maybe they do I’ve not found any store where its possible If I do no more buying tops/bottoms separately]. The arrival of a 13" inch VCR/TV with a d v d attachment to finally dv’er to. Hooked it up,it works, and then I take a nap. Shower,cleaned up, brushed,flossed teeth, and greased up softening up rough skin. The 26 Valencia bus takes me to 24th street walking the rest of the way. By 6:37 pm I’m inside the San Francis Candies Fountain having a tall, cold, vanilla malted refreshment. It may have taken 20 minutes or so to finish liquid goodness topped with whipped cream and the cherry floating down on the bottom. Licking the straw length wise from top to bottom and inside. I didn’t think of anyone looking at me slowly tonguing a straw. Children run about, people talking, and two or three people working in the place. I was savoring a treat I may never experience again because of the health of my teeth matters more than tasty treats. Pay my money, tipped a lovely waitress and exited the fountain shop. The play is worth more than $5 or $10 sliding scale cost. I was to take pictures, sell magazines, give out catalogs of books POOR Magazine was selling but after the introduction and only after the play is over did I begin taking snap shots of all the actor/actresses. This startling moving piece of Live entangled, lost, destroyed, surviving C. P. S.’s money-per-child set up. I’m no judge of plays and this one’s way to close for me culturally to be purely objective so other’s need to see it and judge for themselves what excellence, profession-alism, of these talented youth. Slavery’s holocaust past, present, and future of women’s wombs being biologically replaced and its horrific ending. Email: askjoe@poormagazine.org |