Jim is Ignoring Us, Too

Oh, goodness, Jim! Look how the month has passed and I’ve nearly forgotten all about seeing the New Theatre’s performance of Tennessee Williams’s classic 1946 play The Glass Menagerie, and wouldn’t you know it — this is the last weekend! I’ve just been sitting here in my room, watching how...
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Oh, goodness, Jim! Look how the month has passed and I’ve nearly forgotten all about seeing the New Theatre’s performance of Tennessee Williams’s classic 1946 play The Glass Menagerie, and wouldn’t you know it — this is the last weekend! I’ve just been sitting here in my room, watching how the light shines through these tiny animal figurines and thinking about the metaphorical significance of one in particular, this unicorn, which, just like me, is an outcast in a society that doesn’t suffer derivations from the norm.

Oh, don’t breathe on it, Jim! If you breathe on it, it will break! Just like me, a “glass human,” if you will, who is both physically and emotionally fragile — ill suited for life outside of these walls. Isn’t it amazing how inanimate objects can clarify the narratives of our small, insignificant lives? How gazing at others reconfigures our myopic world views? It’s almost like the theater itself, right, Jim? Jim? Where did you go?

Sun., March 29, 8 p.m., 2009

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