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Wicked witches

Tonight we saw Timpview High School’s production of the Wizard of Oz. I thought the first act up through Dorothy’s encounter with the munchkins was delightful. The character of Glinda is delightfully bizarre. Then Dorothy goes on her quest and meets her friends and everyone just keeps on singing, and I’m like … what is this? And then the witch dies from a bucket of water? What the heck? My only guess is that this strange story was once of political significance, through which it rose to the status of a classic. Over time, people forgot the political significance, but knowing it was a classic, they put it to music and gave us one weird show. If I took away one thing, it was the play’s portrayal of the wicked witch of the West. Unlike the flying woman in the movie, this witch could only walk on and off stage, swearing her oaths against Dorothy’s progress through Oz, and something about that brought a smile to my face. I liked the concept of evil beings with green skin and pointed hats who roam around in our midst, plotting our destruction. To me, in light of 2 Nephi 2, it’s a beautiful concept.

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