A certain part of me thrives off of conspiracy theories. I’ll admit–it’s a malignantly nefarious part of me, one which dwells in the gallows of my brain and entertains tomfoolery that by all standards is ludicrous, if not downright harmful…. Read More ›
Grey Box
The Censor
Often disheartening fodder for plays, films and other creative works, the concept of a world in which art is subjected to critical sanitization and scorning approval from a dispassionate demagogue is one which reasonably breeds discomfort and queasy responses. Perhaps… Read More ›