{"id":402,"date":"2012-10-25T02:47:16","date_gmt":"2012-10-25T02:47:16","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/geneseymour.com\/?p=402"},"modified":"2019-09-16T19:52:37","modified_gmt":"2019-09-16T19:52:37","slug":"still-amused-but-mostly-disgusted","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/geneseymour.com\/?p=402","title":{"rendered":"Still Amused, But Mostly Disgusted"},"content":{"rendered":"

Red Hot Patriot<\/em>, which ends its Arena Stage run Sunday, met most of my expectations, even the rueful ones. Mostly, it reminded me how much I regret never having met Molly Ivins in person despite our having at least a dozen mutual acquaintances. Its particulars also evoked what is already regarded as the last heyday of the glorious\/terrible American newspaper trade when it was still able to attract, nurture, shelter and, most of all, break the hearts, if not the spirits of romantics such as Molly Ivins.<\/p>\n

Lest you think I\u2019m being in any way dismissive, allow me an urgent shout-out to everyone I ever shared a newsroom with: Whatever good things you heard about Kathleen Turner\u2019s performance can be verified in this shabby corner of the web, and if Red Hot Patriot<\/em> happens to show up in your immediate neighborhood, you shouldn\u2019t wait a second after it lands to check it out. You\u2019ll come away with the same bittersweet regrets I did. But mostly you\u2019ll feel as though you got to spend a bit of hang time with the real Molly after all, if by proxy.<\/p>\n

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It\u2019s been weeks since I saw the show. Yet I\u2019m only now writing about it because, as thoroughly as I enjoyed Patriot<\/em>, there was something discomfiting that chewed at me throughout. And it was crystallized today by some random acts of idiocy occurring within the previous 24-hour news cycle that need not be re-hashed, except here<\/a>. Or here.<\/a> Or even here.<\/a><\/p>\n

The point being that while Ivins was as capable as any reasonably sane human being of being infuriated by these yotzes (Oh, do stop! \u201cYotz\u201d is SO a word! See<\/a>?), she somehow managed to channel her anger into robustly sardonic humor \u2013 Think
\nMister Dooley, with more barbecue sauce and cumin \u2013 that never indulged her targets, but somehow contained her progressive readers\u2019 collective outrage. \u201cSure,\u201d each Ivins column seemed to say, \u201cthese guys (and they were always guys) are assholes. And worse. But they\u2019re the price we pay for all the other perks we get for our democracy. So slap \u2018em around, but remember: There\u2019s always another two or three comin\u2019 from behind.\u201d<\/p>\n

I am trying harder than ever to maintain even that much equanimity as this year\u2019s campaign-from-hell staggers and wobbles along the back-nine. Somehow, laughter, however sardonic or withering, seems too good for the Mourdocks, Akins, Palins, and Trumps. It certainly is too good for the crowd that agreed not long ago that African Americans were better off under slavery. Which is just about the time I stopped finding these zealots funny<\/a>. Laughing at their monstrous idiocy may not be the same as sanctioning it. But it\u2019s a distraction from acknowledging just how dangerous these zealots are.<\/p>\n

My loss of equanimity is neither a joy nor a relief. I cherish the example of Murray Kempton, as fierce and funny a practitioner of the 800-word screed as Ivins though a much different breed of stylist who habitually probed beneath the darkest and meanest of souls to find a glimmer of good. But I like to think even he had his limits with yotzes. Ivins certainly did.<\/p>\n

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