Wednesday, August 22, 2007

Williamsburg! The Musical - Fringe Festival Review










August 21, 2007



The phantom of the L train
By Christopher Murray
for The Brooklyn Paper

Picture credit: Jonathan Grey

Each August, the New York International Fringe Festival is overrun with new plays hoping to become the next Broadway mega-hit. This year, the festival’s 11th outing, is no exception, with over 200 shows in 19 venues over two weeks of steamy summer weather.



Adding some additional this week is the delightful concoction “Williamsburg! The Musical,” that satirically skewers Brooklyn’s bastion of hipster cool.



Billyburg is ripe for mocking, of course, with its pretentious young fops, dandies, cool cats and tough chicks running around what some people call “the campus” wearing torn t-shirts and black mascara, daring anyone over 30 to divine their actual gender.



"Williamsburg! The Musical” doesn’t miss a trick in skewering every aspect of the nabe, from the Polish grandmothers pushing pierogies to the Puerto Rican bogeda owner acting as handyman to the ‘hood.

The musical’s plot line follows a Romeo and Juliet story in which a new denizen of “the coolest neighborhood in America “ named Piper (Alison Guinn), in a tantrum over her daddy cutting off her trust fund, is stopped from throwing herself over the Williamsburg Bridge by Schlomo (Evan Shyer), the Orthodox Jew who runs the local dry cleaners. Sparks fly as the subway rushes by and Piper is entranced by Schlomo’s old world chivalry.



Meanwhile, a crazy real-estate broker is buying up the area’s last remaining deals, charging newbies exorbitant rents, oh, and turning unsuspecting youth into hipster zombies to do her evil bidding.



Sound crazy? It is, and also a heck of a lot of fun. Like its more serious and darker older sibling, the musical “Rent,” this show is driven by the exuberant energy of its young cast. Each member of the ensemble of 14 actors is giving it his all, doing broad bits of shtick and sending up stereotypes of his own generation.



The songs, by Kurt Gellersted and Brooke Fox, are wordy, catchy, fast moving parodies with simple, witty lyrics like “All is takes is cash to look like trash” in the opening number “Welcome to Williamsburg” or in “Schlomo’s Lament”: “My father taught me how to steam and now I live this simple dream.”



Both the choreographer and director, Deborah Wolfson, and the designer of the droll and spot-on costumes, Jennifer Rogien, bring color and life to the proceedings.



Stand outs in the cast include the leads, Alison Guinn, whom Brooklyn theatergoers enjoyed playing a dizzy blond in Gallery Players’ recent “Victor/Victoria,” and Evan Shyer, whose beautiful voice and comic manner are perfect tonics to the hipster mayhem that surrounds him.
“Williamsburg! The Musical” may not light up Broadway anytime soon, but it is a clever, sweet-spirited show that will surely be a hit off- Bedford.



“Williamsburg! The Musical” has its last performance on Aug. 24 at the Village Theatre (158 Bleecker St., in Manhattan ). Tickets are $15. For information, call (212) 279-4448 or visit http://www.fringenyc.com.



©2007 The Brooklyn Paper

Thursday, August 16, 2007









"The Merv Griffin Show" featured performances and interviews with a panoply of entertainers from 1969 through 1986. Griffin created the game show Jeopardy and evaded questions about his sexuality once telling a New York Times reporter "I tell everybody that I'm a quartre-sexual. I will do anything with anyone for a quarter."


I Just Lost My Merv


By: CHRISTOPHER MURRAY
08/16/2007

In 1979, I was living in suburban hell, but I was too stupid to realize it. I knew my parents hated each other. I knew I hated sports. I knew everything was boring and stupid. And all that I lived for was to get home in the afternoons and to settle in on the couch with a can of Fresca for my daily 4 p.m. chat with my best friend, Merv Griffin.

Merv was wonderful. He made everything better. He was kind, he was funny, and most of all, he was relaxed. Whereas my life was replete with anxiety at school (where Mark Ong called me spaghetti head and I peed my pants in gym class), and at home (where my parents had just opened up a giant hole in the earth by getting separated), Merv just laughed and laughed or bit his tongue and smiled at the same time when he was being naughty.

Merv was reliable, he was always there during those endless parentally unsupervised afternoons. While my sister was racking up extracurricular activities to put on her college applications and my brother was learning to inhale cigarettes and puke up beer, I was at home, alone, but luckily there were Merv and his cavalcade of celebrity friends.

My favorite guest, hands down, was Orson Welles, who was as big as a four-door sedan and usually dressed all in black with a big silk bow around his neck. He would perform these obtuse psychic magic tricks narrating his cleverness in that deeply sonorous voice. It thrilled me. And Merv knew just how I felt - he was thrilled, too!

Merv knew the coolest people, women like Charo, Hermione Gingold, Phyllis Diller, and Zsa Zsa Gabor. They defined glamour and sophistication to me. And he knew wonderful men, too. Not men like my father who was too loud and red-faced and always about to boil over, but smooth, classy men like Wayland Flowers (and his Madame), Dom DeLuise, Tony Randall, and that dreamy Anthony Perkins.

To me, Merv was an emissary to a world of endless chatter and friendship. It was exactly where I wanted to live - it was not my house. Not my house was filmed live in front of an audience of lucky ducks in a mystical place called Burbank. Not my house was brightly lit and funny, full of innuendo and wit with a couch that was big and long enough for everyone.
You never knew who might pop by not my house, like Endora popping by to visit Samantha Stevens. At my house, you knew exactly what was going to happen, the daily tensions, the fights over dinner, the long lonely days and nights.
Of course, back then, I didn't realize I was gay, but then - hey! - apparently, neither did Merv!

But like knew like. I knew Merv was in fact, my real father, the father I deserved. He was my first chosen gay father, pudgy, honey-voiced, soothing, and sassy, the anti-my dad who was mayor and master of ceremonies of not my house.

God, how I dreamt of leaving my house and somehow making my way to that wonderful air-conditioned Burbank studio. There I would laugh with Merv on the couch and live with Bill Bixby and he and Orson would do magic tricks, and my pals would be Mickey, Michael, Davy, and my favorite, the quiet Monkee, Peter. My Burbank bedroom would be like the inside of "I Dream of Jeannie"'s pillow-strewn bedroom in a bottle.
To tell God's honest truth, to this day, my sense of what is fun and funny and that gayest of gay commodities, entertaining, is predicated on what Merv taught me during those hazy '70s afternoons - become a master of the art of friendship, surround yourself with bright, funny people, and you'll never suffer from loneliness. Be gracious and expansive and kind and laugh your head off. Glitter. And be gay.


Merv Griffin died in Los Angeles this week at the age of 82.


©GayCityNews 2007

Wednesday, August 15, 2007

Reviews for Backstage from the 11th Annual New York International Fringe Festival





















Kelly Kinsella Live! Under Broadway


August 17, 2007 By Christopher Murray

Kelly Kinsella may earn her living as a dresser for persnickety actors on Broadway, but her one-woman show in the Fringe Festival proves she's got her own comic chops to spare -- and how.

On a set comprising just an ironing board, a costume rack, and a laundry basket, Kinsella embodies the characters she meets in the course of one hectic day. There's her mom's dipsomaniacal morning phone call and a chat with her dirty-minded neighbor, as well as encounters at work with a fussy wardrobe mistress and various self-absorbed performers, including Crazy With a Z, a dead-on imitation of Liza Minnelli as the star of a fictional megamusical called Suddenly Sudan. The barrage of character-revealing language in the monologues is interspersed with video clips of Kinsella as herself wildly biking through Midtown or careering through backstage corridors. She thrums with the aggressive, ruthless humor of many male comics, but underneath is the touching neurotic charm of a still-unmarried New York woman: "Once I hit the trifecta: a married, alcoholic homosexual. I still think he was my soul mate." She's dynamite.

Presented by On Que Entertainment as part of the New York International Fringe Festival at the New School for Drama, 151 Bank St. , NYC.Aug. 10–24. Remaining performances: Sun., Aug. 19, 7:15 p.m.; Thu., Aug. 23, 11 p.m.; Fri., Aug. 24, 7 p.m.(212) 279-4888 or (888) 374-6436 or
http://www.fringenyc.org/.


Farmer Song The Musical

August 16, 2007
By Christopher Murray







Set during the farm crisis of the 1980s, when rising interest rates lowered property values and squeezed America's breadbasket to the breaking point, Farmer Song the Musical celebrates the stubborn pluckiness of rural farmers struggling to survive.







The show is very much a family affair: Amy and Joe Hynek are the mother-son writing team responsible; he is also musical director and lead actor, and his strong twangy tenor is joined in performance by his actor-father, Bill, and his bass-playing sister, Amanda.







The bluegrass songs are often dulcet and homespun, if simple, with monosyllabic rhymes like "Blue jeans and a worn-out shirt/Back of my neck all covered with dirt."







The earnest cast of nine nonprofessionals, most of whom either grew up on a farm in Iowa or work in the agri-industry there now, demonstrate in their mostly wooden performances much of the stoicism and decent hardscrabble effort of the characters they portray.







My favorite song, "I Like Baling," is an ode to bundling hay into square bales: "Don't you just love the smell of fresh cut hay?" Eh-yup.

Presented by Pumptown Productions as part of the New York International Fringe Festival at the New School for Drama, 151 Bank St., NYC.Aug. 13-18. Remaining performances: Thu., Aug. 16, 7 p.m.; Fri., Aug. 17, 5 p.m.; Sat., Aug. 18, 2:15 p.m.(212) 279-4888 or (888) 374-6436 or http://www.fringenyc.org/.














Theremin







August 15, 2007
By Christopher Murray







Brian Wilson, the famously bipolar boy genius of the Beach Boys, acts as a literally straitjacketed narrator for this biographical play exploring the career of Leon Theremin, the 20th-century Russian inventor of the eerie-sounding theremin, one of the first electric instruments.







Blue Cake Theatre Company co-founders Duke Doyle and Ben Lewis wrote the somewhat messy script and pull double duty as Theremin and Wilson, respectively. This meditation on the dislocations of genius and the emotionally transporting qualities of music is undercut by a sketchy love triangle and confusing alternate versions of Theremin's biography.







"Musical prophets are never heard in their own time, man," insists Wilson somewhat disingenuously, but what this production is unable in its current form to communicate is the animating passion of two musical innovators who suffered for our aural pleasure.

Presented by the Blue Cake Theatre Company as part of the New York International Fringe Festival at the Village Theatre, 158 Bleecker St., NYC.Aug. 11-25. Remaining performances: Thu., Aug. 16, 2:30 p.m.; Thu., Aug. 23, 9:30 p.m.; Sat., Aug. 25, 6:45 p.m.(212) 279-4888 or (888) 374-6436 or http://www.fringenyc.org/.













Shadow People







August 15, 2007
By Christopher Murray







"Part of my story is about drugs," says Jay, Shadow People's 40-something narrator, "which is like saying part of Moby Dick is about whaling."







Jay is played by two actors in this parable of a gay man's descent into grief, self-hatred, and drug addiction in the mid-1990s. The casting is confounding at first, but the theatrical device quickly makes a resonant sort of sense as the character rationalizes, bargains, and squabbles with himself while simultaneously picking up tricks, negotiating with tweaking meth dealers, and calling up bittersweet memories of his lover, who died of AIDS.







The talented Los Angeles-based cast of six men and one woman embodies a seedy retinue of West Hollywood types undone by both inner and outer demons. Suzy Cote does a memorable turn as Nadia, a dealer's slatternly Russian wife, who dreams of being either a conservative judge or a decorator.

Though the script could use some tightening up, author Jay Bernzweig exercises assiduous bravery in not sparing his audience from all the painful details of the path to redemption, healing, and self-acceptance.







Presented by FDMA Theatreworks as part of the New York International Fringe Festival at the Clemente Soto Vélez Cultural and Educational Center's Flamboyán Theatre, 107 Suffolk St., NYC. Aug. 12-25. Remaining performances: Thu., Aug. 16, 9:30 p.m.; Tue., Aug. 21, 5 p.m. ; Thu., Aug. 23, 7 p.m.; Sat., Aug. 25, 9:45 p.m.(212) 279-4888 or (888) 374-6436 or www.fringenyc.org.







Chaser
August 14, 2007
By Christopher Murray








"If you want to leave, I'd understand. I'd be devastated, but I'd understand," says one gay guy just after he's disclosed during a first date that he's HIV-positive in Howard Walter's earnest but often plodding new play, Chaser. Val and Dom, two sensitive slacker guys, sniff around each other, demonstrating wit and insecurities in this companion piece to Walters' Extra Virgin (seen during the Fringe in 2005 and about same-sex Internet hookups).








This time the subject is bug chasing: negative guys who seek out and fetishize HIV infection as the ultimate intimacy. Jake Alexander as the isolated and angry Dominick can't fathom Val's (Wil Petre) desire to bareback his way into love on the obligatory beige futon. Both actors capture the emotional intensity of gay men on the verge of a nervous breakdown, but Chaser often feels more after-school special than dangerous liaison.








Presented by Extra Virgin Productions as part of the New York International Fringe Festival at the Studio @ Cherry Lane, 38 Commerce St., NYC.Aug. 10-25. Remaining performances: Tue., Aug. 14, 9 p.m.; Sat., Aug. 18, 2:15 p.m.; Sat., Aug. 25, 4:45 p.m.(212) 279-4888 or (888) 374-6436 or http://www.fringenyc.org/.













Top and Bottom







August 14, 2007
By Christopher Murray







This light, kinky comedy takes place in a hotel room on a Saturday night when James, the putative "top," or dominant sexual partner, pulls on his shiny new leather pants and invites Tommy, the submissive "bottom," over for a little knot-tying and handcuffing action. Sparks don't exactly fly when the guys drop trou, though. Playwright-director Kevin Michael West's gentle satire of masculinity and macho role-playing is often delightful as the two young men bond through their failed attempt at bondage.







David Clark Smith, who originated the role of Tommy in the L.A premiere of this extended one-act last year, is perfectly in pitch with his more than slightly insolent dirty boy grin. He would be delicious as one of Joe Orton's hommes fatale. Unfortunately, the script veers into sentiment toward the end, with each fella delivering a supposedly climatic monologue about the inner pain behind the urge toward sadomasochistic sex play. Better to have stuck to the spanking.








Presented by Dust Bunny Inc. as part of the New York International Fringe Festival at the New School for Drama, 151 Bank St., NYC.Aug. 11-25. Remaining performances: Wed., Aug. 15, 7:30 p.m.; Mon., Aug. 20, 5:30 p.m.; Sat., Aug. 25, 10:45 p.m.(212) 279-4888 or (888) 374-6436 or www.fringenyc.org.

Saturday, August 11, 2007

Preview of Fringe Play













Dramatic Heights: Craig Bently, Frank Anthony Polito, Pamela Sabaugh and Fred Backus play two couples who find one another on the Promenade in “Another Day on Willow Street.”

August 11, 2007 / GO Brooklyn / Theater
Where there’s a Willow
By Christopher Murray
for The Brooklyn Paper

It’s another case of life imitating art, or is it the other way around? In Brooklyn Heights-based playwright Frank Anthony Polito’s new show, “Another Day on Willow Street,” the actors playing the two couples the show focuses on are, in fact, in relationships with one another.

“It’s pretty complicated,” admitted Polito. The show, which was scheduled to premiere on Aug. 10 in the 11th annual New York International Fringe Festival, focuses on two Heights couples, one straight and one gay, whose lives become intensely intertwined. And the entire show is set on the Promenade.

“The play really uses Brooklyn Heights and the feel of living there,” said Craig Bentley, Polito’s partner both on and off stage. “It explores why people choose to live there rather than in Manhattan, because of a real love of the Heights and Brooklyn generally.”

Additionally, it explores the relationships of the two couples: an investment banker and his pregnant wife (played by real life couple Fred Backus and Pamela Sabaugh) and their new acquaintances, a gay couple who want to get married — but not before one of them comes out to his family.

“A lot of people who know us might think the characters are us,” said Bentley. “But in reality, it’s more that some of the elements of real life are taken and then mixed up.” Polito said that living in the Heights inspired him to invent the characters and to put them in the kinds of situations that the neighborhood creates.

“When the woman is sitting on the Promenade sipping Starbucks one day,” explained Polito, “she meets one of the gay men and they discover that they’re next door neighbors and become good friends.”

The topicality of the play, with its issues of gay marriage and the impact of gentrification on a neighborhood in Brooklyn, is intensified by its being set just before Sept.11, 2001.
As for the complexities of two real life couples portraying two couples, Polito said he’s just a bit nervous about acting opposite his real life love.

“The conflict of the gay couple is so close to a conflict that we had in real life,” he said. “I hope Craig remembers that I’m just acting!”

“Another Day on Willow Street” runs through Aug. 26 at the Fringe Festival. Tickets are $15. For information and exact showtimes, visit http://www.fringenyc.org/.

Saturday, July 28, 2007

The multimedia artist Santiago Infantino


Snapping shots in the cemetery, naked
By Christopher Murray
for The Brooklyn Paper


The Brooklyn Paper / Sarah Kramer
Artist Santiago Infantino makes an art of taking pictures of himself, naked, in cemeteries. So The Brooklyn Paper took this picture of Infantino, naked, in a cemetery. The Brooklyn Paper / Sarah Kramer

Apparently nobody told Santiago Infantino that the dress code for at Green-Wood Cemetery is somber. In fact, the Fort Greene-based photographer follows no dress code at all when he’s working on his latest series of anti-war artworks.
“Being naked means being defenseless and this was a desperate time,” Infantino said. “That’s why I choose the cemetery, [I was] thinking about the people who are gone — were they in a better place than I was?”
The artist claims he doesn’t have a compulsive desire to strip for the departed, despite how his recent self-portrait, “Apocalipsis,” makes it appear. (See it online at http://www.santiagotheartist.com/.)

Sunday, July 8, 2007










A CurtainUp Review
July 8, 2007

Rodney Gardiner in a scene from The Last Year in the Life of The Reverend Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr., as Devised by Waterwell: A Rock Operetta(Photo: Ryan Jensen)


The Last Year in the Life of the Reverend Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr. as Devised by Waterwell: A Rock Opera(a.k.a. The King/Operetta)
By Christopher Murray


The adventurous and audacious theatre collective known as Waterwell, which creates its works collaboratively, takes as the starting point for its new piece a speech given by Martin Luther King, Jr. at Manhattan’s Riverside Church on April 4, 1967, one year to the day before his murder at the age of thirty-nine. Given before the group Clergy and Laity Concerned, the intentionally provocative and controversial speech, "Beyond Viet Nam: A Time to Break the Silence," was a watershed moment for King, signaling his move away from a focus merely on domestic concerns and linking poverty and class struggle in the United States to our nation’s foreign policy boondoggles.

Read the full review at http://curtainup.com/kingoperetta.html

Thursday, July 5, 2007

Interview with Times Op-Ed Columnist Frank Rich







Politics Moved Center Stage
By: CHRISTOPHER MURRAY
07/05/2007

The New York Times Op-Ed columnist Frank Rich's writing was already well-known to many in the gay community during his almost 15 years as the paper's chief theater critic. Though dubbed "the butcher of Broadway" by British comic Rowan Atkinson after panning his show, Rich championed the work of many dramatists, gay playwrights Stephen Sondheim and Tony Kushner prime among them. Throughout his tenure on the Arts pages, Rich consistently demonstrated a depth of knowledge and love of the theater made explicit in his 2000 memoir "Ghost Light."
Since initiating his 1,500-word Sunday column on national politics in 2005, Rich, who recently turned 57, has been undaunted in his blistering commentary on the Bush administration's rationale for and continuing distortions about the war in Iraq. His new book, "The Greatest Story Ever Sold," lays out in detail his deconstruction of the media-saavy salesmanship that Karl Rove and company used to take advantage of patriotism and pain following 9/11.
Known for using the lens of popular culture to understand politics, Rich has shown rare insight and compassion concerning the AIDS epidemic and butted heads with conservative commentators like Bill O'Reilly on issues in the Culture Wars, often including homosexuality. In fact, O'Reilly called Rich's recent journalism award from the Gay and Lesbian Alliance Against Defamation proof of his liberal bias.
CHRISTOPHER MURRAY: Is there any comparison between your move from working as a theater columnist to becoming a political columnist and the gay community's move from being viewed as entertaining spectators to becoming active players in national policy debates?FRANK RICH: That's not a comparison I would make. If you want to say it, fine. I can't really endorse it. My career decisions can't be compared to the civil rights movement of a part of the population.

CM: Has your theater work given you any special insight into the gay community?
FR: I never worked in the theater except as a ticket taker at the National Theatre in Washington, D.C. when I was in my teens and frankly there were no visible gay people then. While I covered the theater and had the AIDS crisis happen on my beat, it was from the remove of being a journalist. I also kept my distant from theater people out of the belief that it would be a journalistic conflict of interest, any more than now I would be friendly or fraternize with people who work on the White House staff.
The AIDS crisis grabbed my attention when it literally began appearing on the beat and it prompted me, compelled me really, to learn more about AIDS but also about gay people who are everywhere in America obviously, but who had been for most of my life semi-invisible to me because they were mainly closeted.
CM: Still, your artistic sensibility was in some measure formed as a result of your friendship as a young person with closeted gay people, like Clayton Coots, about whom you wrote in your memoir "Ghost Light."
FR: I think that what happened, and I don't think I'm unique in this even among straight journalists, but like many other people I discovered belatedly the role, often hidden, that gay people played in all parts of society including American culture. It led to a reappraisal of a lot of things that I hadn't really looked at carefully before. On the one hand it led to a reappraisal of someone I knew who mentored me and when I knew him pretended to be heterosexual, Clayton Coots, but at the same time it led me in a broader, less personal sense to look differently at the influence of someone like Tennessee Williams, who I didn't know and never met.
When I was growing up and even when I was in college, it was not talked about or really noticed. I studied American literature at Harvard and I don't remember any professor ever mentioning, for instance, that Walt Whitman might be gay. It wasn't even discussed. My memory is that if people back then knew at all about homosexuality it was in terms of performers who struck them as effeminate, that was the sort of pathetic limits of the knowledge.
CM: The reappraisal that happened for you, do you think that was mirrored in the culture at large?
FR: Completely. There's no question that the AIDS crisis, however tragically, brought people out and had a huge effect. You can see it played out in a conventional Hollywood movie like "Philadelphia." Americans discovered that a relative or colleague or friend was gay, maybe because they had AIDS but also because those who didn't have AIDS came out as a political and social force that hadn't been seen before.
CM: So when you write about someone like the Reverend Jerry Falwell as you did recently following his death, what did he miss in this reappraisal of gay people that was happening all around him?
FR: He is a particularly interesting case and I don't know the whole story, but he famously had a speech writer for years named Mel White who was gay and was quoted as a friend of Falwell's in some of the obituaries that have appeared. What's been going on with the right with homosexuality is absolutely fascinating as there are many gay people in the right-wing conservative establishment including evangelical circles and the Republican Party. At the same time, a lot of the leaders of these groups furthered homophobia and homophobic policies designed to deny civil rights to American gay people.
There's almost a psychosis in someone like Falwell who obviously knew he had gay friends and gay associates and then turned around and blamed gay people among others for 9/11 on national television. I mean, who can make this stuff up, it's so batty.Tony Kushner caught a glimpse of the psychiatric mechanism at work in the portrait of Roy Cohn and also the closeted gay Mormon character in "Angels in America."
CM: The dynamic is one of hypocrisy.
FR: What's interesting about the Falwells, and I do think this is passing now, even in the evangelicals, is that they are hypocritical about so many other things. They are also hypocritical about heterosexual sex and about money and business. Think of Jimmy Swaggart or Ted Haggard. Homosexuality is only one example. What polls have shown since Falwell's death about changes in the evangelical movement is that as you poll younger evangelical Christians in American, the prejudices of the Falwell generation begin to fade. Just as anyone who talks to young people - I have two sons in their 20s - knows that their attitude is often "What are all the adults screaming and yelling about?" They regard it as a non-issue.
CM: Death is the prime mover that's taking things forward.
FR: Yes. Abortion, the other big Culture War issue, hasn't changed so much. There's so much movement in polls on the gay issue related to age.
CM: Continuing with the topic of hypocrisy, both Mitt Romney and Rudy Giuliani present as fundamentally pro-gay and it's been discussed as a liability for them in the presidential election, but they both oppose policies supportive of LGBT people.
FR: The fact is that you have virtually every candidate in primary season trying to pander to what they think is that base. Romney has a record in Massachusetts where he ran to the left of Ted Kennedy on gay issues and Giuliani lived with a couple of gay guys when Donna Hanover threw him out of Gracie Mansion. When you see them trying to fudge it, particularly Romney more so than Giuliani - who tried to fudge it but realized there was just too much on the record for him to do it, particularly on abortion - it just seems like pandering to what is increasingly a fringe.
I challenge the Karl Rove wisdom that this is the key to winning the nomination, let alone the presidency. You see the same thing on the Democratic side with different issues. You see Clinton becoming more and more rabidly against the war in Iraq as what she sees as necessary to placate her own party.
CM: Recently the gay community debated withholding donations from Senator Clinton given her opposition to supporting gay marriage. What do you think of that as a strategy?
FR: I don't have any opinion. It's not the kind of political stuff I do, it kind of goes against my grain. I'm not in the business of commenting on the political strategy of groups who raise money. The whole issue of money in politics frankly makes me sick. People are free to do whatever they want with their contributions.
CM: Any opinion on what the gay community should be agitating for leading up to the presidential election?
FR: I just don't think in those terms. First of all, I'm not part of any political organization or party and I'm not part of the gay community. I'm a Jew, for instance, and I don't have a feeling about what Jews should particularly be agitating for in this election. Obviously, many gay people are correctly standing up for their civil rights in every field including marriage and I'm for that. Does that mean as a political strategy one issue should be picked out and that any group should have a single issue? I don't know. It would be presumptuous of me to say.
And to say that any group, gays or African Americans or Jewish Americans or women, should have one specific issue that should be the be-all and end-all seems to me kind of not living in the real world. It's an insult to those groups to assume that they are monochromatic. Speaking as a Jewish American, I'm resentful when some people have taken us to war in Iraq on the grounds that that is necessarily good for Israel and that I as a Jew should feel that way. I think it's two separate issues and I resent it when people try to grandfather me into it. I'm sure there are plenty of American Jews who think we should have gone into Iraq for that reason. It's impossible to generalize about any group.
CM: In your book, "The Greatest Story Ever Sold," when you are analyzing the sins of the Bush administration in terms of distorting the facts, how do you defend against spin in your own writing?
FR: There is a difference between spin and having a point of view. You have to have a point of view as a columnist or an opinion journalist. It has to be based on facts. What we've had with this administration is that they have created a fictional story untethered from the facts. They felt as a top Bush aide said that the reality-based community can go its own way and that, "We're an empire now, and when we act, we create our own reality."
For instance, to take recent events as when the president of the United States uses Osama bin Laden's name like 18 or 19 times as he did in a press conference last week and implies that he is in some way directing the war in Iraq, which is by and large a sectarian civil war, that is creating a false reality. And that's why I think the country with this administration has gotten into so much trouble.



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