I saw a brilliant play by Sheldon Elter last night. I don’t think I’ve ever seen comedy used in so many ways: bouffon, standup, clown, parody, satire, wit - but underneath was a undercurrent of pain, loss, love, systemic violence, and moments of naked beauty. The play was personal. The play was political. The play was about the past and now and the future. I was left with an unsettling feeling that made me think about myself and my relationship to the world I live in. What a gift.