Performance Art

There’s something obscenely performative about Republican outrage.  Something a bit theatrical, like a child’s tantrum, in how their ire is raised whenever something offends them.  The anti-cancel culture movement canceling everything that dares to disrupt their vision of the world.  Their narrow, sad, gated off vision.  I dunno of anything more childish than grown men… Continue reading Performance Art

Performance Art

It’s become a distant memory by now, something that’s nearing twenty years old but which still sticks with me.  I have never been the most confident of ‘performers’ when it comes to doing readings. I have said this in the past. I read very quickly and I’ll fumble around with words and the WORST is… Continue reading Performance Art