Word: brecht
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Dates: during 1990-1999
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...Betsy Brecht (Senior Associate Director); Linda Louise Freeman (Covers); Steve Conley, Jennifer Napoli, Billy Powers, Irene Ramp, Ina Saltz (Associate Art Directors); Joseph Aslaender(Assistant Art Director); David Drapkin, Leah M. Purcell (Designers); John P. Dowd (Traffic) Maps and Charts: Joe Lertola (Associate Graphics Director); Paul J. Pugliese (Chief of Cartography); Leslie Dickstein, Steven D. Hart, Deborah L. Wells Administration: Carrie A. Zimmerman
Hans Canosa: What fascinates me in his work is issues of--you know, Brustein always used to say excrementalism, that just means shit obviously--that fascinates me, the same way that Brecht in his early plays obsessed with images of shit and sex, and every sexual character was a pimp or a whore...the same thing with Strindberg where he's always talking about the dirt, rising out of the dirt...
Warhol wanted a democratic culture, but he had no illusions about individuality. "Someone said Brecht wanted everybody to think alike. I want everybody to think alike. But Brecht wanted to do it through Communism, in a way. Russia is doing it under government. It's happening here all by itself without being under a strict government; so if it's working without trying, why can't it work without being Communist? Everybody looks alike and acts alike, and we're getting more and more that...
...OVERHAUL of the NCAA would prevent the systematic exploitation of college athletes. That will happen when the influence of TV cash coffers is no longer preeminent. That will happen when deep-seated attitudes about the role of college athletes make a 180-degree turn. That will happen, as Bertolt Brecht once wrote, on "St. Nevercome...
Like Bertolt Brecht's Life of Galileo, this nonsensical play derides those who use the idea of "science" for commercial exploitation. Despondent because people no longer accept any gifts, Santa Claus (Joel Rainey) turns to Death (Ian Lithgow) for advice. Death proposes that Santa find another line of work--namely, selling knowledge. He suggests that Claus use the buzzword "scientific" to peddle his non-existent wares. "Why say fantastic when you mean scientific?" Death asks. Soon he has Santa selling stock in a "wheel mine." The plot becomes even more convoluted after this. Death and Santa exchange outfits...