copyright © 2002 Clinton A. Johnston

Look Forward In Fear

By

Clinton A. Johnston

No Shame Theater 9/13/02

Characters

Abdul — Arab newsstand owner

Daughter — Abdul’s teenage daughter

Bill — Regular customer of the newsstand

Rude Man — A passerby

Woman and Rude Boy — potential customers of the newsstand

Achmed — Arab friend of Abdul

Setting

[Abdul’s newsstand, which is attached to his house. 9/11/2002]

[Speech starts read softly offstage.]

[CD starts. Start Track #2 and just let the CD keep playing softly through the entire scene.]

[Lights up]

[Abdul is singing along with the music. Interrupts himself to yell offstage at his daughter.]

Abdul

Hey! Hey you! It’s seven o’clock. You will not be late!

[More to himself]

You can only put so much make up on your face.

Daughter

[From offstage. Whining.]

Papa, do I have to go to school today?

Abdul

You always have to go to school!

Daughter

But Papa–

Abdul

You get out of nothing! If it floods, you learn to swim!

[Enter Bill. He’s on his way to work. He usually gets a paper, but today he plans on walking by.]

Now, hurry up.

[Abdul sees him.]

Hey, morning Bill.

Bill

[A little uneasy.]

Good morning, Abdul.

Abdul

New York Times today?

Bill

Uh … no. Not today, thanks.

Abdul

Oh. Okay, tomorrow, then.

Bill

[Wants to get out of there.]

Right. Goodbye Abdul.

[Exit Bill]

Abdul

Okay … I’ll be here!

[Enter Rude Man who just crosses the stage without looking at Abdul.]

Rude Man

[As he passes Abdul. Under his breath but audible.]

Fuckin’ Arab.

[Exit Rude Man]

Abdul

What? Hey! Hey, say that to my face! It’s a free country!

[Miffed, Abdul turns his back to the window to get something.]

[Enter Woman and Rude Boy.]

Woman

Could I get a paper please?

[Abdul stands up and faces them.]

Abdul

Sure. Welcome to Abdul’s Newsstand. What kind of paper you want?

Woman

[Starting to back away, pulling Rude Boy with her. Rude Boy is definitely not pleased to see who he’s dealing with. He’s not easily pulled away as he gets up his courage to say something.]

Um … I don’t … I mean–

Abdul

No, I got paper. What do you want, New York Times, Wall Street Journal, USA Today, what?

Woman

[Trying to leave quickly with Rude Boy.]

No, I changed my mind, I’m sorry. Let’s go.

Abdul

No, anything you want.

Rude Boy

[Under his breath but audible.]

How about The Bin Laden Times?

[Beat]

Abdul

Excuse me?

Rude Boy

[Louder]

I said, "How about The Bin Laden Times?"

Abdul

There is no Bin Laden Times.

Woman

[To Rude Boy, pushing him away.]

Come on, let’s just go.

[To Abdul]

I’m sorry.

[Exit Woman and Rude Boy.]

Abdul

Bin Laden can’t read! Hey, it’s about freedom, huh!

Daughter

[Still from offstage.]

Papa–

Abdul

I don’t care. You do not miss school.

Daughter

Okay, you don’t have to yell!

Abdul

[To himself.]

I always have to yell.

[From the audience, someone throws a water balloon at the newsstand.]

What the fu–Sons of bitches!

[Comes out from inside of stand to survey the damage. Turns and yells at throwers who have left.]

You are not a patriot, alright? You are not a patriot! [Grumbling] Goddamn …

[Gets down and starts to clean up with his apron or a towel.]

[Enter Achmed. Deliberate, thoughtful.]

Achmed

Hey, Abdul.

Abdul

Hey, Achmed.

Achmed

Brave thing to open today.

Abdul

It’s a day. The days don’t stop, eh?

Achmed

Uh huh. You get the letter?

Abdul

What letter? I get lots of letters.

Achmed

From Immigration. If you have a green card, you have to file change of address in ten days.

[Beat. Takes it in.]

Abdul

Nah, that can’t be right. It’s a mistake.

Achmed

It’s an old law. It’s already on the books. They just haven’t enforced it in awhile.

[Beat. Shakes it off.]

Abdul

No, Abdul. What about the Mexicans in California? What about the Puerto Ricans in New York? They would be swamped. It’s a mistake.

Achmed

No Mexicans. Only Arabs.

[Pause]

Abdul

What?

Achmed

It’s only Arabs.

Abdul

This is true?

[Pause]

Achmed

Look, I see you Wednesday, okay?

Abdul

Yeah.

Achmed

Have a good day, Abdul.

[On his knees, Abdul wrings his towel with anguish and anger.]

[Enter Daughter. Miffed and pouty.]

Daughter

Okay, I’m going Papa.

[Gets up and stops her.]

Abdul

Wait, wait. [Kisses her.] Don’t go to school today.

Daughter

But you said–

[Hustles her inside.]

Abdul

Just go inside. You’ll go tomorrow.

[The Daughter exits inside with Abdul following. He stops for a moment. Looks back in fear, and then follows her in.]

[Music and few lines of the speech (if there’s any left) go for a few beats, then lights come out.]

[Fin.]

 

 

The Speech

THE PRESIDENT: Good evening. A long year has passed since enemies attacked our country. We've seen the images so many times they are seared on our souls, and remembering the horror, reliving the anguish, re-imagining the terror, is hard -- and painful.

For those who lost loved ones, it's been a year of sorrow, of empty places, of newborn children who will never know their fathers here on earth. For members of our military, it's been a year of sacrifice and service far from home. For all Americans, it has been a year of adjustment, of coming to terms with the difficult knowledge that our nation has determined enemies, and that we are not invulnerable to their attacks.

Yet, in the events that have challenged us, we have also seen the character that will deliver us. We have seen the greatness of America in airline passengers who defied their hijackers and ran a plane into the ground to spare the lives of others. We've seen the greatness of America in rescuers who rushed up flights of stairs toward peril. And we continue to see the greatness of America in the care and compassion our citizens show to each other.

September 11, 2001 will always be a fixed point in the life of America. The loss of so many lives left us to examine our own. Each of us was reminded that we are here only for a time, and these counted days should be filled with things that last and matter: love for our families, love for our neighbors, and for our country; gratitude for life and to the Giver of life.

We resolved a year ago to honor every last person lost. We owe them remembrance and we owe them more. We owe them, and their children, and our own, the most enduring monument we can build: a world of liberty and security made possible by the way America leads, and by the way Americans lead our lives.

The attack on our nation was also attack on the ideals that make us a nation. Our deepest national conviction is that every life is precious, because every life is the gift of a Creator who intended us to live in liberty and equality. More than anything else, this separates us from the enemy we fight. We value every life; our enemies value none -- not even the innocent, not even their own. And we seek the freedom and opportunity that give meaning and value to life.

There is a line in our time, and in every time, between those who believe all men are created equal, and those who believe that some men and women and children are expendable in the pursuit of power. There is a line in our time, and in every time, between the defenders of human liberty and those who seek to master the minds and souls of others. Our generation has now heard history's call, and we will answer it.

America has entered a great struggle that tests our strength, and even more our resolve. Our nation is patient and steadfast. We continue to pursue the terrorists in cities and camps and caves across the earth. We are joined by a great coalition of nations to rid the world of terror. And we will not allow any terrorist or tyrant to threaten civilization with weapons of mass murder. Now and in the future, Americans will live as free people, not in fear, and never at the mercy of any foreign plot or power.

This nation has defeated tyrants and liberated death camps, raised this lamp of liberty to every captive land. We have no intention of ignoring or appeasing history's latest gang of fanatics trying to murder their way to power. They are discovering, as others before them, the resolve of a great country and a great democracy. In the ruins of two towers, under a flag unfurled at the Pentagon, at the funerals of the lost, we have made a sacred promise to ourselves and to the world: we will not relent until justice is done and our nation is secure. What our enemies have begun, we will finish.

I believe there is a reason that history has matched this nation with this time. America strives to be tolerant and just. We respect the faith of Islam, even as we fight those whose actions defile that faith. We fight, not to impose our will, but to defend ourselves and extend the blessings of freedom.

We cannot know all that lies ahead. Yet, we do know that God had placed us together in this moment, to grieve together, to stand together, to serve each other and our country. And the duty we have been given -- defending America and our freedom -- is also a privilege we share.

We're prepared for this journey. And our prayer tonight is that God will see us through, and keep us worthy.

Tomorrow is September the 12th. A milestone is passed, and a mission goes on. Be confident. Our country is strong. And our cause is even larger than our country. Ours is the cause of human dignity; freedom guided by conscience and guarded by peace. This ideal of America is the hope of all mankind. That hope drew millions to this harbor. That hope still lights our way. And the light shines in the darkness. And the darkness will not overcome it.

May God bless America.

 

"Look Forward In Fear" IS COPYRIGHTED MATERIAL AND MAY NOT BE DOWNLOADED, TRANSMITTED, PRINTED OR PERFORMED WITHOUT THE EXPRESS PERMISSION OF THE AUTHOR

"Look Forward In Fear" debuted September 13, 2002, performed by Clinton Johnston, Rishima Mitchell, Greg Hays, Richelle Claiborne, J.D. Ruelle, Brandon Allison, Sal Milione, and Todd Ristau.

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