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  <read_at>Wed Oct 28 00:00:00 -0700 2009</read_at>
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    <body><![CDATA[Maybe it is just me, but this long-standing 1955 theatrical classic seems a bit dated. No, I don't mean the subject matter -- the thinly-veiled Scopes Trial in 1925 that pit creationism against the teaching of evolution in public schools. There’s been plenty of that running amok in recent years across the U.S. Rather, the diction that Lawrence and Lee utilize seems awkward to my twenty-first century sensibilities. Their theatrical style and dialogue come across as a strange hybrid of Thorton Wilder meets tent-pole evangelism; which is certainly an odd combination to read and imagine nowadays.<br/> <br/>I also cannot, for the life of me, imagine a high school putting on a production of this; what with its (sadly) still-controversial subject matter, as well as its incendiary portrayal of adult hubris. Of course, I am still astounded at performing Arthur Miller's The Crucible back in high school; with its sexual innuendos, the imminent threat of corporal punishment, and raw emotional intensity. (Then again, high school drama isn't far from much of that – come to think of it.)<br/> <br/>Despite its controversial subject matter and bittersweet ending, the playwrights do manage to insert some food for thought. In response to defense attorney Drummond, Rachel -- the Reverend's daughter and girlfriend of the defendant -- asserts, &quot;You see, I haven't really thought very much. I was always afraid of what I might think -- so it seemed safer not to think at all. But now I know. A thought is like a child inside our body. It has to be born. If it dies inside you, part of you dies, too! Maybe what Mr. Darwin wrote is bad. I don't know. Bad or good, it doesn't make any difference. The ideas have to come out -- like children. Some of 'em healthy as a bean plant, some sickly.&quot; Now that’s a truism if I’ve ever heard one.<br/>]]></body>
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