Performative Culture

Those supreme arbiters of Murcan national taste, the Trumpster and his head-tribble, are to take over the chairbeingship of the John F Kennedy Center for the Performing Arts, and thereby usher in a golden age with extra-glory orange tint. Apart from sacking people and cleansing the repertoire of non-heterosexual performance, it appears that the Trumpster will be pushing hard to drain the script-writing swamp and restore the Founding Fathers' ideal of unlimited use for Caps Lock and exclamation marks. While doubtless merely the first of many battlefields in the tangerine revolution, the Kennedy Center has clearly been carefully chosen: it was conceived by a woman and then appropriated in the name of a war criminal, which cannot help but be auspicious for its new life in the pussy-grabbing hands of an insurrectionary felon.