SHADOW HOUSE PITS write

A reflection on Eugene Ionesco's play RHINOCEROS The lemming smile of the porcelain clown can't help but haunt the savage moment of one's demise; the demise of the artist and the observer of human kind as it descends into the banal oblivion of cultural goo ... The idiot smile of certainty planted on the faces of once seemingly intelligent creatures as mouths scream and chant the slogans of the platitudinous gods ... that smile of the revolutionary hero about to die ... like