I'm not a very smart guy, but I am at least smart enough not to wade into the current Broadway imbroglio involving Patti LuPone.
It all started with a profile on the legendary LuPone in the New Yorker magazine in which she complained about loud noise from a loud show in the theater adjoining the one in which she was enchanting audiences. She did not like this and said so. But she did so by calling the other actress a beyotch, but not like that. I read the article when the magazine wound up in my mailbox as soon as the mailman had figured out the Caption Contest winner, and it thought it unwise of her to be unkind.
And then the other actress had a friend who defended her and the whole thing went back and forth online. And with the broadcast of the Tony Awards (named in honor of Tony Danza, did you know that?) coming up on Sunday, people are all worked up about this, and saying they hope it all be resolved in time for the curtain to go up Sunday evening and maybe they can open the show with the two combatants duetting on "Getting To Know You" and doing “You Don’t Know/I Am the One” from Next to Normal as the show-stopper.
From reading the article about LuPone, I see she has that self-centered philosophy that many people in her line of work have...nothing matters but her and her act and you had better get out of her way while she sings or dances or acts.
Again, it's not any of my beeswax, but Patti is 76 yoa - older than I, even! - and she should know better than to call people nasty names. These showbiz types will hug each other tight and talk about being best friends forever, so let's keep that face on and stop being such a nasty lady, all right?
The world is in a lot of turmoil spinning around and we don't need the very people who are paid handsomely to entertain us acting like children. We have children for that.
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