As we once again find our nation splitting apart on the issues of immigration, and of racial bias, we must acknowledge our original sins: the theft of the land from Native Americans; the forced enslavement of Africans brought to enrich the privileged white Colonists, our Founding Fathers.
In the most arresting—and prescient—scene in this production, Maggie Antrobus summons, quietly but forcefully, MANkind’s history of injustice to her gender.
In this, the 23rd installment of The Last Hotel, the Sofa Club consider their future, now that the Last Hotel is being sold: “I’ll miss this,” Pincus said. “Sitting on the sofa. Talking every night a little.”
Pete took a long sip as he slowly slid down the couch. “I thought it would be my Last Hotel.”
