Oliver Czeslik

Gaddafi rockt
Trance und Monolog
1 H, 1 Dek
UA: 19.05.2001 · Schaubühne am Lehniner Platz, Berlin
"don’t think you can see into my soul just because i talk a lot. that’s pretty much part of the agreement.
cough emanates in red waves from the mouth hole.
susanne. your hand on my hand.

it’s almost time, time, time
soon we’ll be on all the front pages.
worldwide outrage.
heightened security measures.
solidarity among all denominations.
my superiors will distance themselves.
khadaffi rocks."

A Man. Reflects, thinks aloud, demonstrates, plays, rages against the demons of the wars which the 20th century has left behind and which the 21st continues and whose roots can be found in the misty past.
A monologue for man, girl’s laughter and megaphone, about (religious) wars, love, death, the small and the great crimes of mankind.
Translated into: English (US)