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High on a plateau in the Middle Atlas Mountains stands a rambling complex of rough-hewn rock buildings. These days the buildings are quiet; overhead, crows caw and buzzards scream; grass creeps through chinks in the pavement. Only three soldiers, stationed there to prevent looting, are now camped where a community of Benedictine monks so recently thrived. The monastery of Toumliline, a hopeful experiment of Christian witness in Moslem Morocco, is closed, probably forever...
...probing your asshole in the bathrub, or like wanting to vomit, wanting to taste it, or like hurting, an animal slowly. Degrade and debase all that you have been taught that is good for you because you can't do it anywhere else. Like a man who wants to scream when he is alone, but then there's no point in it, the scream crawls over and hardens your soul. Alone--there's no one around for miles, for years, you might very well be stark raving mad because there is no protesting against no for you, so embrace...
...like I don't know what--goodbye to every motherfucker who is happy, to every bastard who is unhappy, to that girl who loves me. . . . oh God. To that cop who moved me on, to books, to streets, to oceans--goodbye and crying the whole time because the scream is getting out--Fuck you! Yes no yes yes no no no it's in, it's too late now, it's in, thank God it's too late, here I come let me in, let me in goddamn, no great . . . goddamn . . . shit . . . why am I dying who is it that...
THERE IS A limit to how much pain a person can take. After a certain point, you must either scream your lungs out or go crazy. Mart Crowley's The Boys in the Band pushes both its characters and its audience within inches of that breaking point. It is one of the mammoth achievements in recent American theatrical history...
...after day the campus spectacle repeats itself: professors and deans evicted or held hostage, windows shattered, students struggling with police, offices rifled, even rifles carried by grim militants. The protesters talk, preach or scream about the university's Government connections, the percentage of black students, faculty selection, admission policies. These are surely significant questions, but all too often they are forgotten in the dialectic of demonstration. What starts in many instances as the "politics of conscience" bypasses the political process and anesthetizes conscience...