Thank Godot

I don't know as any of you needed more proof that Paul Chan is a righteous and insightful motherfucker. Or that Creative Time is a forward-thinking institution, or that the Classical Theatre of Harlem is courageous, or that art can actually do something.

But here it is anyway, courtesy Heart As Arena. Please click here for all the juicy details. They're doing Waiting For Godot on a streetcorner in the Lower Ninth Ward, and in a still-abandoned front yard in Gentilly.

Here's a blurb from Godot snipped directly from the Creative Time press release:

Let us not waste our time in idle discourse!

(Pause. Vehemently.)

Let us do something, while we have the chance! It is not every day that we are needed. Not indeed that we personally are nneeded. Others would meet the case equally well, if not better. To all mankind they were addressed, those cries for help still ringing in our ears! But at this place, at this moment of time, all mankind is us, whether we like it or not. Let us make the most of it, before it is too late! Let us represent worthily for once the foul brood to which a cruel fate consigned us!

What do you say?