People, I’m no ‘Defender of the Faith’ (much to my wife’s rejoice), but I have to ask: How Fucking Stupid Do People Have To Be to think that this show might not Possibly touch on Religion? How can you buy tickets to something titled " The Radio City Christmas Spectacular " and **Not Know ** that there is going to be at least a reference to Christmas, if not a full-fledged manger-scene? Even if you were sick the day the brains were handed out and you couldn’t fucking Grock that this show was going to be about forehead slap to offender Christmas, how fucking much of an Ignorant Bigoted Fuckwit do you have to be to loudly bitch about it (so that all the kids in three rows of attendance, including mine, could hear) ?
What’s next, lady? Holocaust jokes during intermission at ‘Jewtopia’?
Did the warranty on the fecal-filter between your Brain and your Mouth expire ? BTW, what fucking religion proudly claims Your Stinkin’ Ass O’ Wonder as one of its own…? (They must be So God-damned Proud too.) The Only thing that kept me from publicly and decisively putting you in your place, you Bigoted Sack O’ Shit, was my kids…and even then I almost turned to one and said loudly “Pay no attention to the loud ugly lady; she’s just a Bigot, like that Kramer guy and that Mel Gibson guy.”
Lady you must have been SO pissed…spending hundreds of bucks on seats just to find out the show was about … wait for it … Christmas! I know I was pissed, because I paid Four Times as Fucking much money as you did and I had to end up hearing ‘Your’ Fucking Show. (Two thumbs down by the way; three if you ever manage to pull that fist out of your ass. A better show would have been The Rockettes line-kicking their pumps up your ass until you were spitting Anne Kleins into a pile.)
Later, my youngest told me “Daddy, that lady’s a Poopy-head.” You know, for only 4 years old, that kid’s got an Amazingly Accurate understanding and insight into Bigotry in NYC today.
I don’t know. There’s so much secular crap around Christmas, and the Rockettes are secular entertainment, certainly they could get two hours out of romance, silver bells, Christmastime in the city, snow, sleigh rides, lights, chestnuts roasting on an open fire, happy new year, without ever mentioning the reason for the season.
But based on what we know, I’m not too upsot. Christmas has become so secular lately that the injection of religion into a holiday show strikes me as a bit odd.
But I have no sympathy for someone that disrupts a theatre performance.
People, I have to apologize for my late second post. I changed something on my profile and unbeknownst to me I couldn’t post again until I clicked a link on a system generated email. I just found that email and clicked that link.
During the scene which depicts the origin of Christmas (complete with manger and a Rockette playing Mary) the woman behind us commented loudly throughout it about how “the Damn Christians manage to spoil Everything!” and how after she saw the performance she was sure she just wanted to “pop right out and become a Christian” (her friend chuckled at that one) and how “the whole fucking show” was now “just ruined” for her. It was so loud that my kids even turned around.
By itself the phrase “the Damn Christians manage to spoil Everything!” might seem tame. So replace “Christian” with your personal religion of choice and notice how your blood pressure tends to rise a notch or two.
Also, in the OP, I unfairly listed Anne Klein pumps as the shoes of the Rockettes. I honestly don’t know their shoe of choice and googled ‘designer shoes’ for a name. Prada seemed to be over exposed of late and the second most popular pump seemed to be Anne Kleins. For the record, Candies, Sketchers, Timberlands or sharp-edged Dr. Scholls would have worked just as well, as long as no one in the orchestra pit got hurt.
There’s a rather famous New Yorker cartoon (I think by Charles Addams, though not in his usual Gomez-and-Morticia style) showing a dressed-to-the-nines society matron looking at a creche in a department store window and commenting, “Those Christians want to get involved in everything.” Perhaps an ancestress of the Count’s nemesis?
Count, while it would take an act of Og to get me to cross the street and buy tickets for the annual Radio City show, it would have taken three acts and maybe a lightning bolt or large boulder dropped on my head to have not responded…and I’m an atheist. For that, I give you credit where credit is due - you set the best example you could under the circumstances for your children.
