Based on a true story [Thalia]

This... is a different sort than my previous post, and has no poopy. But I just saw Le Dernier Caravanserail (Odysees) at Lincoln Center with my family-- a show about refugees from all over the globe, Serbia, Afghanistan, Russia, Chechnya, Africa, Iran, Iraq... and AMAZINGLY done. Astounding. I don't think I've ever seen a better play. Well, series of vignettes, I guess... show.

(http://www.theatermania.com/content/news.cfm/story/6368; http://www.newyorkmetro.com/nymetro/arts/theater/reviews/12292/ -- two reviews)

It just made me horrified--harrowed I guess-- that in the end humanity is a savage race. That there is endless, endless suffering in the world, people driven from homes without end and held in limbo and killed and raped and starving. But there was love in the stories, too, and homecoming... in the middle. Woven through. I don't know.

It was an amazing piece of art. Fantastically staged and performed and maybe more affecting than anything I've seen in a very long time and will see in a very long time. I can't exactly unpack it all right now. I'll be thinking about it for a long while.

"You shall leave everything you love most dearly:
this is the arrow that the bow of exile
shoots first. You are to know the bitter taste
of others' bread, how salt it is, and know
how hard a path it is for one who goes
descending and ascending others' stairs."

--Dante