| To the h.s. musical theater director, you cast for political reasons and everyone in town knew it. Your judgment was poor when you made girls wear embarassing chorus-girl costumes at age 14. You gave my kids one-line roles right through senior year, when their talent qualified them for lead roles in local community theater shows. As a juror in Twelve Angry Men, you staged my kid seated, with his back to the audience, for the entire production while the other eleven faced the crowd. I'm holding some complimentary tickets to my eldest's next off-broadway show but I'm not sending you any. When my D tours next June multi-city, I'm not going to put you on my email list. You cast to pay back faculty favors and to please powerful parents in town, but you left out a few who are now professional. You have a POOR eye for talent, and you also shouldn't have kept out that black student from playing a villager in Fiddler. |