Tboy is promoting this from the comments -- because he thinks LuckySpinster is right. You guys don't engage as much as you used to.
It's not that you're not visiting. The statcounter numbers are pretty much the same as always, and they're by and large coming from the same places. (Hi, Shakespeare Theatre folks. Hullo, Georgetown and AU and NYU and Pomona College. Greetings, people who've already upgraded to Windows Vista and people who habitually visit Stephen Gregory Smith first. Special shout-outs to those of you searching for information on Karl Miller and Tara Giordano and Matt Gardiner, or on Elaine Stritch's dentures or how to break your lease at the Lansburgh. And an extra-curious, if mildly confused, salute to whatever denizen of Brazil was Googling for " 'creamy on the inside' sex.")
But Tboy digresses. The Spinster suggests, shortly after a tart observation about the consistency of Tboy's posts, that "it seems to me there's some sort of fatwa against commenting here." While Tboy suspects "fatwa" is a strong word, he is aware that some of you, depending on where you work, may face official disapproval and perhaps even reprisals for participating in a conversation on this blog. (He thinks that's regrettable, possibly even pathetic, but he understands why some of you might have backed off.)
The rest of you, though: Tboy seconds the Spinster's invitation. How can you and your colleagues make sure Washington's deep-pocketed arts boosters know about the terrific work some of the smaller outfits in town are doing?
Money quote from her comment:
So many talented, driven people run theatres that consistently do absolutely stunning work with incredible vision and integrity ...and they produce shows for anywhere from $5K to $15K (or less) while most all the artists involved live at or below the poverty level or deplete themselves at soul-crushing jobs.
Tboy thinks that sounds a lot like long stretches of his career, come to think of it. But he digresses again.
Weigh in, won't you?