Lurking Theorems and Police Intrusions

Sometimes things stick in my head, lurking in dark corners of my mind for years or decades or centuries mwahaha... And then come popping out at the oddest and most unexpected of times. Like today.

Sławomir Mrożek's play The Police is one of those. I saw it sometime in the Jurassic era, I think. That means I can barely remember anything about it except that I liked it and it was funny. It was a PBS TV production. But I've never seen a repeat of that, nor any other production of it. Well, apparently there was a 2010 revival in Chicago but not even Youtube seems to have even an amateur production of the play, at least not one in English. (My knowledge of Polish is non-existent, unfortunately, and I can't even do a passable Polish accent.)

Oh, well. Time and tide cover all things, including the fabled modernist 2011 production of this play in Santa Banana:


(Nobody expects the police in Santa Banana.)

Oh, did we mention that today is the birthday of Amalie Emmy Noether and in honor of women in math, SROP is giving away two autographed paperback copies of Mathematicians in Love to the first erotically inclined university-level math majors or math lecturers who knock on SROP's door this month and present their student body or faculty cards...

Also, in anticipation of the forthcoming Kajolium Broadwick novel Barely Pursuing the Minions of Mab, I should take the opportunity to announce that all proceeds from sales of books in the Embargoed Earth series during the 2015 calendar year will be donated to humanitarian efforts in Vanuatu. (There should be some fine print attached to that offer, but I'm figuring nobody will notice anyway.)