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Yesterday I mailed in my application for an absentee ballot for the presidential election. It feels weird being so far away and not being bombarded with election stuff constantly, and yet still being able to have a say. Hopefully I won't get the full California ballot with the zillion ballot initiatives of which I will have absolutely no clue about.
I managed to watch most of HBO's Angels in America last weekend. It was very good, but I can't imagine sitting through the two three-hour plays it was taken from. It was easy to see why it won so many awards, including a Tony and a Pulitzer. My favourite character was the pragmatist, Belize, the black male nurse. He had some of the best lines, including this one:
"I hate America, Louis. I hate this country. Nothing but a bunch of big ideas, and stories, and people dying, and then people like you. The white cracker who wrote the national anthem knew what he was doing. He set the word 'free' to a note so high nobody can reach it. That was deliberate. Nothing on Earth sounds less like freedom to me."
--Belize, a transvestite African-American nurse, to Louis Ironson, who has abandoned his AIDS-afflicted gay lover.
Pretty harsh, yes? But it is a play about people dying of AIDS, what did you expect?
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