The More You Know

AT RISE:

A man wearing a beret, GERARD, flies a kite. Gentle French accordion music drifts throught the theatre.

GERARD:
Truly, it is the simple things that make life worthwhile.

He takes a long drag from a cigarette.

GERARD:
Flying a kite, smoking a cigarette, fulfilling ethnic sterotypes in a way that will offend virtually no-one.

Another drag.

GERARD:
I worry for the day that racism against a Frenchman will no longer seem funny compared to the other, obstensibly more serious forms.

He picks up a passing frog and licks it.

GERARD:
Which is not to claim that the great civil rights struggles have been over nothing. Au contraire, mon frere.

He glares at a passing tourist.

GERARD:
The degree of hatred and violence based on such prejudices are no laughing matter. But it never hurts to remember that racism applies to everyone.

He takes a bite of cheese, swills some wine, swears beautifully and seduces at least fourteen women, all without bathing.

GERARD:
Except those dirty, socialist Canadians.

He shrugs, and mimes being in a box. Also: Jerry Lewis.

BLACKOUT. END PLAY.