Re Dan Rottenberg’s review of EgoPo’s Uncle Tom’s Cabin—
Dan’s muse strikes again. His curious young eye in a small Indiana
library spies a letter decades later describing the midnight flight of
slaves gung ho for the freedom of the North. It resurrects Harriet
Beecher Stowe with a verve no scholarly discipline can transmit.
EgoPo’s clever reversal of skin color in the cast of Stowe’s is
equally affective. We have a Library of Congress replete with Ph.D.’s in
history, yet the median populace remains amnesiac.
What a renaissance
we’d savor if our theater cadre were so canny.