Everyone has secrets that come out “when it’s just family”. Intertwining layers of deceit and secrecy fall by the wayside with one’s relatives, allowing identity politics to play out in a grand fashion. Accordingly, many secrets are employed and revealed by playwright Robert O’Hara (Bootycandy)
“Have you ever heard / of an American prisoner / Hollerin’ out / for peace…”
I suppressed the urge to twerk all the way to my seat. Volume up, the bass thumping. Professedly, I did bust a move or two (or three), although, looking around, I seemed to be one of only a few audience members in The Public’s Martinson
Is appropriation another act of radical revaluing?