08 January 2025

Artistic Scientific Method

 
ENGINEERING AN ARTISTIC SCIENTIFIC METHOD
by Martine Kei Green-Rogers 

[The following article was published in American Theatre, vol. 40, no. 4 (Summer 2024) as part of the Theatre Futures series sponsored by the Ford Foundation, which continued through the fall of 2024.  American Theatre asked leading theatre thinkers to envision the future of this art form and industry as it stands at a historic crossroads; Martine Kei Green-Rogers’s piece is on the theme of Content and Form which explores innovation and new-work development.  It was posted on the AT website on 14 August 2024.]

The key to a thriving theatre education is space for experimentation.

I have always been interested in new ways of thinking about the world around us. In an Elinor Fuchs [theater scholar, critic, playwright, and dramaturg; 1933-2024] “Visit to a Small Planet” kind of way [see below], I have always put the world in front of me and tried my best to figure out how to shape it so that it tells the story I want to tell.

For example, “digiturgy,” which Allison Koch [an educator who works to maintain, create, and develop digital experiences and services for clients] defines as “the art, technique, theory, and practice of composition for digital storytelling,” was my way of life for years. But it sat on the fringes of mainstream dramaturgy—until the pandemic. Prior to 2020, I found ways to incorporate digiturgy into my “traditional” work, but that usually meant me experimenting and poking lightly at the way things have always been done. But the pandemic moved digiturgy squarely from the fringes and directly to the center of storytelling for the foreseeable future. My journey toward embracing digiturgy early on had been a direct result of thinking about dramaturgy from a space of sustainability and experimentation; now this kind of thinking, thankfully, is on more folks’ minds.

That outlook on experimentation has pros and cons; I give myself the permission to investigate, formulate, implement and sometimes, fail, in a society that values positive outcomes only. As such, in thinking about new models for 21st century conservatory training, I translated the spirit of inquiry that I use for my artistry into the way I think about education. Essentially, I have taken the scientific method (question, research, hypothesis, experiment, data analysis, conclusion, and communication) and reformulated it to use in theatre training.

As dean of the Theatre School at DePaul University, I am at a conservatory struggling to find the path away from “the way things have always been done,” which does not serve us anymore, and toward something new and innovative. The question of how we meet the needs of students in an ever changing [sic] performing arts industry looms large—especially as the dreaded “demographic cliff” approaches and the competition for the best of the best artistic young adults sharpens. Acknowledging and balancing the fear of the unknown with the excitement of the potential of the future is hard. Yet when I see the original ways our students are processing the world through art, it gives me the strength to keep going forward, and to research the ways to serve them best.

What I found in my research was that my students want to be in conversation with other artists and art forms. The thought of the conservatory being a place where we conserve the way things have always been done is gone and we need a new hypothesis on how to move forward. Hence, we are embarking on some ambitious plans. Not everyone is on board. Change always has its detractors with a palpable fear of change. I do not dismiss their fears, but I come from a place of “yes, and” as opposed to “no, but.” Change says yes to the ideas that live on the fringes of the mainstream but have the potential to solve the issues of our field (more 10-minute play festivals, anyone?).

I am curious, along with many of the students, faculty, and staff in the building, about all the potential applications of the skill sets they are learning. How can we use art to be in and of community with those around us? Where can we make something new for us out of the theatre of the past? Some of these plans won’t feel revolutionary to some of you, but as an organization that is about to celebrate its 100-year anniversary in 2025, these partnerships are huge steps in our evolution. [The Goodman School of Drama, which became the Theatre School at DePaul University, was established in 1925.]

So, we are moving into the experimentation phase. We are partnering with other arts organizations at DePaul and within Chicago to figure out what it means to be in conversation with another art form as a conservatory. For example, in February, four of our students participated in Christian McBride’s [jazz bassist, composer, and arranger, b. 1972]  The Movement Revisited [concert event, 2 February 2024] at the Chicago Symphony as the four speakers in the performance who represent great figures of the Civil Rights Movement [Rosa Parks (1913-2005); Malcolm X (1925-65); Martin Luther King, Jr. (1929-68); Muhammad Ali (1942-2016); and President Barack Obama (b. 1961)]. Those students had the opportunity to learn about performing with an orchestra and how their processes around technical rehearsals are different from those of the theatre. We also devised a piece that opened in May [Memo, 12-19 May 2024] as a response to an exhibition by Selva Aparicio [Spanish, based in Chicago; b. 1987; interdisciplinary artist working across installation and sculpture] at the DePaul Art Museum [Selva Aparicio: In Memory Of, 14 March-4 August 2024] and will run in the museum alongside the exhibit. Creating something of this scale in an art museum is an example of the kind of change we desperately need. At this moment of crisis for all of the arts, we are stronger in our art-making community and can survive the weather of poor funding and general scarcity when we collaborate with others.

As we define the future, I see the conservatory encouraging other art forms, such as film, digital art, dance and more, to join us and incorporate the best of what they have discovered in their own processes, and apply that to our work. This is a place where, for example, short-form content becomes the “yes, and[.]” Also, I see it is the place where we can fail miserably, pick ourselves up, and start again. This process will provide measurable outcomes we can analyze, and help us draw stronger conclusions about what works and doesn’t work and share that with the community. With this method, partnerships between artistic units within a university (or across universities) can become the genesis for works that then can go on to producing houses and have a future artistic life (and, hopefully, create pathways for the students who worked on them to get a professional artistic credit).

The future of theatre lies in our ability to be flexible, to bring us back to being in community with one another, to help future generations learn how to process the world around them through art, and to, as Hamlet says to the players, hold a mirror up to nature.

[Martine Kei Green-Rogers, PhD (she/her) is the dean of Chicago’s Theatre School at DePaul University (formerly the Goodman School of Drama).  She is a dramaturg, director, and adapter, and her writing includes “Productions: The Theory and Practice" in Routledge Companion to Dramaturgy (2014), “A New Noble Kinsmen: The Play On! Project and Making New Plays Out of Old” in Theatre History Studies (2017), and “The Dramaturgy of Black Culture: The Court Theatre’s Productions of August Wilson’s Century Cycle” in On Dramaturgy: Unpacking Diversity and Inclusion, Case Studies From the Field (2020).]

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ELINOR FUCHS, PEERLESS GUIDE TO THEATRE’S ‘SMALL PLANET’
by David Bruin 

[When theater scholar and teacher Elinor Fuchs died in May, David Bruin, a former student of Fuchs’s, penned this homage for American Theatre.  It ran under the headingIn Memoriam” on the website on 7 June 2024.]

A lively and perceptive watcher and thinker, she helped generations of artists and critics view theatre as a kind of space and time travel.

The best theatre critic in the 2,500-year history of the profession—that’s how I describe Elinor Fuchs when the occasion arises, as it has often since she passed away at the age of 91 on May 28. I confess that my claim rests more on love than rigor—something she would have protested—and superlatives are always cause for suspicion. Nonetheless, the phrase speaks to what I want to tell you here, which is that Elinor changed the way I read, watch, and write about theatre, as she did for so many others.

For Shakespeare, all the world’s a stage; for Elinor, every stage is a world unto itself. This insight animates her famous essay “EF’s Visit to a Small Planet” [see below]. “A play is not a flat work of literature,” she writes, “not a description in poetry of another world, but is in itself another world passing before you in time and space.”

Honed over decades of teaching and published by Theater [Yale School of Drama; see below] in 2004, the essay gives anyone the tools to make sense of what is happening onstage, whether they are reading a script or watching a performance. Rather than focusing on the dialogue of individual characters, she encourages readers to “mold the play into a medium-sized ball” and “squint.” Now you are ready, as the essay’s subtitle suggests, to ask the play some questions about space, time, weather, light, power, and much more.

In class, she would do this literally. As an MFA student in her criticism workshop [at Yale], I remember her discussing Adrienne Kennedy’s [b. 1931] Funnyhouse of a Negro [1964; see “Signature Plays” (3 June 2016) on this blog for a report on a production of Kennedy’s one-act] and putting her two hands in front of her face to form a small orb, then bringing it into a soft focus as she asked about the play’s color palette of jet black, ghastly white, blood red, and sickly yellow.

“Small Planet” turns reading plays into space travel—time travel, too. With a simple squint, one can stand before avalanches of text and images undaunted. Black boxes unlock before you. The harder the text, the better. Her syllabi speak to her desire for intensity, density, and lucidity, comprised as they were of [Henrik] Ibsen [Norwegian; 1828-1906], [August] Strindberg [Swedish; 1849-1912], [Getrude] Stein [ex-patriot American in Paris; 1874-1946], [Bertolt] Brecht [German; 1898-1956], [Antonin] Artaud [French; 1896-1948], Witkacy [(Stanisław Ignacy Witkiewicz) Polish; 1885-1939], [Samuel] Beckett [Irish living in Paris (wrote in both French and English); 1906-89], María Irene Fornés [Cuban-born American; 1930-2018], Suzan-Lori Parks [African American; b. 1963], and Reza Abdoh [Iranian-born American; 1963-95], whom she introduced to many students, me included, who became die-hard fans. These plays require pilgrimages, and Elinor blazed the trails.

The essay also demonstrates some of her unparalleled skills, such as her penchant for pattern recognition. “Find the pattern first!” she tells readers. Ancient Greek tragedies are reversal-recognition-suffering. The Medieval Mystery Cycles are reversal-suffering-recognition. Those lucky enough to number among her students know exactly what that means, as well as the economy of insight that she could bring to millennia of theatre history. (For those who don’t, I encourage you to read “Waiting for Recognition,” in which she offers the only reading of Aristotle’s Poetics, which inaugurated drama criticism, you will ever need.

[Interested readers will need access to Project Muse through some institution, such as a library or university, or pay a fee to read the recommended essay at the linked site. (Cardholders at the New York Public Library can access Project Muse though its website or at a NYPL branch.) The article was published in Modern Drama 50.4 (Winter 2007), and many university and large public libraries collect that journal.]

But Elinor was no mechanical engineer of interpretation. As a critic, perhaps her greatest gift was her ability to make sense of the odd and the obscure. “Warning,” she writes in “Small Planet”: “Don’t permit yourself to construct a pattern that omits ‘singularities,’ puzzling events, objects, figures, or scenes that ‘do not fit.’ Remember, there is nothing in the world of a play by accident. The puzzles may hold the key.” The emphasis is all hers, and her writing proves it.

In just five pages, “EF’s Visit to a Small Planet” captures the sensibility of a critic whose abiding concerns read like a list of contradictions: patterns and puzzles. Repetition and singularity. The legible and the ineffable. Onstage and offstage. She was exacting about ambiguity and could peer into the unseen. She encouraged attention, precision, and wit, and she was at home in ironies, enigmas, and mysteries. She shied away from nothing so long as it was on a stage.

At some point, an essay must be written that chronicles Elinor’s achievements as a scholar. To turn a grand narrative into a short story, beginning in the 1970s, she brought French critical theory, psychoanalysis, and feminism to bear on theatre studies, particularly the historical avant-garde and the work being created by the most advanced theater artists in New York City, including Robert Wilson [b. 1941], Richard Foreman [1937-2025], Mabou Mines [experimental theater company founded in 1970 and based in New York City], the Wooster Group [experimental theater company based in New York City’s SoHo, successor in 1975 of Richard Schechner’s Performance Group], and others. Remarkably, she kept her theory light on its feet, deploying it nimbly in service to her true calling, which was, as she writes in her book The Death of Character [Indiana University Press, 1996], “a theatre critic in search of a language in which to describe new forms.”

Elinor was not unique in this, but she did it with a degree of clarity that inaugurated a new kind of theatre studies. At the very least, she set a new standard. Or maybe it’s just that when I read “Play as Landscape” ([Theater 25.1 (Spring/Summer 1994)] about landscape plays and staging in Stein, Wilson, Parks, and others) or “The Apocalyptic Century” ([special issue of Theater. 29.3 (Winter 1999)] about apocalypse and millennium in twentieth century [sic] theatrical avant-gardes), I wonder, How? How did she do this?

What I’m saying is that there will never be another like her.

Elinor’s approach to theatre offers not only rigor but pleasure. She could taste, smell, and touch a play. For her, there is no semiotics without sensuality. In remarks she wrote upon receiving the Distinguished Scholar Award from the American Society for Theatre Research [2018], she calls theatre people the “most semiotically aroused people in the world.”

A theatre person—that is, above all else, how I think of Elinor. She loved the theatre. She was in her 80s when I met her, and she was still pulling two-show weekends, everything from Anne Washburn’s Mr. Burns at Playwrights Horizons [15 September-20 October 2013] to Thomas Hirschorn’s Gramsci Monument in the Bronx [Forest Houses (Morrisania), 1 July-15 September 2013]. She recalled her time as an actor fondly. She taught her final theory course (an astonishing saga) in a room that doubled as the dressing room of Yale Cabaret. She didn’t seem to mind discussing Italian futurism surrounded by costumes that the night before had been soaked in sweat and sprayed with watered-down vodka.

I think this is one reason why she made the David Geffen School of Drama at Yale her academic home. Her students include not only tenured professors and prolific writers but dramaturgs, producers, playwrights, and directors. Her mark on the field is everywhere.

She is gone, and I am still learning from her. No bother; she was suspicious of presence anyway. Her writing is a gift. Avail yourself of it.

There is an end to every life, but, as the final sentence of “EF’s Visit to a Small Planet” reminds us, so long as there is theatre upon this earth, “There will still be more to see.”

[David Bruin is the executive artistic director of Celebration Barn, “Maine’s Center for Physical Theater Training and Performance” in South Paris. He is the co-editor of A Moment on the Clock of the World (Haymarket Books, 2019) and teaches in the department of drama at New York University.

[I knew Elinor Fuchs slightly.  She was one of the founding members of Literary Managers and Dramaturgs of America (now . . . of the Americas) in the mid-1980s when I was taking Production Dramaturgy at New York University from Cynthia (C. Lee) Jenner, one of the two dramaturgs spearheading the launch of the organization.  Part of the course was to attend meetings of the New York City dramaturgs and lit managers and talk with the working members of the profession. 

[The class included an internship and I ended up working with Cynthia on the final steps of forming LMDA and I eventually went on to serve as her assistant when she became LMDA’s first president and ultimately filled the post of Vice President for Communications on the Executive Committee, editing the quarterly newsletter, when the incumbent had to resign.

[Of all the members and other professionals with whom I dealt in that time—and some were not only working dramaturgs and lit managers in major Off-Broadway and regional companies, but critics and reviewers, published authors, produced playwrights, and even artistic directors—one of the few who intimidated me with her deep knowledge and understanding of this field was Elinor Fuchs.] 

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"EF’S VISIT TO A SMALL PLANET: SOME QUESTIONS TO ASK A PLAY
by Elinor Fuchs
 

[The title of this essay, mentioned in passing in Martine Kei Green-Rogers’s article at the top of this collection and more substantially in David Bruin’s tribute to the essayist that followed, is a reference to a television play by Gore Vidal (1925-2012) which debuted live (as most television was at the time) on 8 May 1955 on Goodyear Playhouse on the National Broadcasting Company network, one of the Big Three of the day. 

[Visit to a Small Planet starred Cyril Ritchard (Australian; 1898-1977) as Kreton, a visitor from another planet who arrives on Earth and seems anxious to provoke a war, “one thing you people do really well.”  Vidal reworked the teleplay for the Broadway stage, where it again starred Ritchard and ran 388 performances between 7 February 1957 and 11 January 1958, getting Ritchard a Tony nomination as Best Actor in a Play.

[In 1960, the play was revised again, this time for Hollywood.  The black and white film, released on 4 February, was directed for Paramount Pictures by Norman Taurog (1899-1981).  Jerry Lewis (1926-2017), the low-brow comedian (but a big star at the time), was cast as Kreton and the play became a film filled with slapstick humor and hijinks.

[In the film, Kreton is fascinated by human beings. Instead of trying to spark a war for his amusement as he did on TV and in the play, he decides to stay on Earth and study the humans and their world. 

[Fuchs’s essay was published in the Yale School of Drama (now David Geffen School of Drama at Yale) journal Theater, vol. 34, no. 2 (Summer 2004).]

Since its origination as a classroom tool in the early 1990s, Elinor Fuchs’s essay has acquired a devoted following, with tattered photocopies circulating in literary offices and university departments. More recently it has inspired discussions in Internet chat rooms and garnered citations in scholarly journals, despite remaining unavailable to a broad readership. The time has come to publish “EF’s Visit to a Small Planet,” an essay that widens our perception of dramatic worlds. Like good plays, it grows more meaningful with each reading.
—Editors
 

The following walk through dramatic structure is a teaching tool. For the past several years I have used it at the Yale School of Drama as an entry to Reading Theater, a critical writing course for students in the MFA Dramaturgy Program.

The “Questions” below are in part designed to forestall the immediate (and crippling) leap to character and normative psychology that underwrites much dramatic criticism. Aside from that corrective bias, the approach offered here is not a “system” intended to replace other approaches to play analysis; I often use it together with Aristotle’s unparalleled insight into plot structure [primarily found in chapters 6-11 of his Poetics]. Rather, it could be thought of as a template for the critical imagination.

In a fine article on Hedda Gabler [Henrik Ibsen – published, 1890; produced, 1891], Philip E. Larson [1941-2013; longtime member of the Ibsen Society of America and contributor to Ibsen conferences and Ibsen News and Comment, the ISA journal] described the nature of “a genuine performance criticism.” If criticism “is unwilling to rest content with the evaluation of ephemera,” he wrote, “[it] must attempt to describe a potential object, one that neither the dramatist, the critics, nor the reader has ever seen, or will see.”* These “Questions” are intended to light up some of the dark matter in dramatic worlds, to illuminate the potentialities Larson points to. No matter what answers come, the very act of questioning makes an essential contribution to the enterprise of criticism.
—Elinor Fuchs
 

*Philip E. Larson, “French Farce Conventions and the Mythic Story Pattern in Hedda Gabler: A Performance Criticism,” Contemporary Approaches to Ibsen (Oslo: Universitetsforlaget AS, 1985), 202. 

We must make the assumption that in the world of the play there are no accidents. Nothing occurs “by chance,” not even chance. In that case, nothing in the play is without significance. Correspondingly, the play asks us to focus upon it a total awareness, to bring our attention and curiosity without the censorship of selective interpretation, “good taste,” or “correct form.” Before making judgments, we must ask questions. This is the deepest meaning of the idea, often-repeated but little understood, that the study of art shows us how to live.

I.  The World of the Play: First Things First

A play is not a flat work of literature, not a description in poetry of another world, but is in itself another world passing before you in time and space. Language is only one part of this world. Those who think too exclusively in terms of language find it hard to read plays. When you “see” this other world, when you experience its space-time dynamics, its architectonics, then you can figure out the role of language in it.

If too tight a focus on language makes it hard to read plays, too tight a focus on character creates the opposite problem: it makes the reading too easy. To look at dramatic structures narrowly in terms of characters risks unproblematically collapsing this strange world into our own world. The stage world never obeys the same rules as ours, because in its world, nothing else is possible besides what is there: no one else lives there; no other geography is available; no alternative actions can be taken.

To see this entire world, do this literally: Mold the play into a medium-sized ball, set it before you in the middle distance, and squint your eyes. Make the ball small enough that you can see the entire planet, not so small that you lose detail, and not so large that detail overwhelms the whole.

Before you is the “world of the play.” Still squinting, ask about the space. What is space like on this planet? Interior or exterior, built or natural? Is space here confined or wide open? Do you see a long passage with many “stations”? Do you see a landscape of valleys and mountains? Sea and land? Are we on an island? In a cave? In a desert or a jungle? On a country road?

Now ask about the time. How does time behave on this planet? Does “time stand still”? Is time frantic and staccato on this planet? Is it leisurely, easy-going time? How is time marked on this planet? By clock? By the sun? By the sound of footsteps? What kind of time are we in? Cyclical time? Eternal time? Linear time? What kind of line? One day? One lifetime?

Ask about the climate on this planet. Do we have storms? Eclipses of the sun and moon? Do we have extreme heat? Paralyzing cold? Is the environment on this planet lush and abundant, sere and life-denying, airless and suffocating? What is the seasonal “feel” of this world? Autumnal? Wintry?

What is the mood on this planet? Jolly? Serious? Sad? Ironic? Sepulchral? The mood is not just a question of plot (comedies are “happy,” etc.), “tone” also contributes to mood. What is the tone of this planet? Delicate or coarse? Cerebral or passionate? Restrained or violent? How are mood and tone created on this planet? Through music? Light, sound, color, shape? What shapes? Curves? Angles?

Remember, you can’t just decide the planet is wintry or dark because you think it would look more interesting in snow or smog, at least not yet. Make sure you’re alert to what’s there; there should be actual evidence on the planet for what you report.

You’re not done. In most dramatic worlds there are hidden, or at least unseen, spaces. Ask questions about them as well. What are their characteristics of space, time, tone, and mood? How do they relate to the represented world, the world you can see?

Finally, while you’re looking at this planet, listen to its “music.” Every dramatic world will have, or suggest, characteristic sounds—of mourning, celebration, children’s patter, incantation. It will alternate sounds of human and landscape, or sound and silence. Listen for the pattern of the sound.

II. The Social World of the Play: A Closer Look

You are still not ready to examine the beings who inhabit this world. Before you inquire into their individual traits and motives, there are other things you need to know.

Keep squinting at the planet. Is this a public world, or private? What are its class rules? Aristocratic? Popular? Mixed?

In what kinds of patterns do the figures on this planet arrange themselves? Do you see groups in action, isolated individuals, both? Is there a single central figure, surrounded by a group? Are figures matched off in conflicting pairs? Are you seeing (and feeling) the tension of interlocking triangles?

How do figures appear on this planet? Are they inward or two-dimensional? Subtle? Exaggerated? Are they like puppets? Like clowns? Like you? (Are you sure?) How do figures dress on this planet? In rags, in gowns, in cardboard cutouts? Like us? (Are you sure?)

How do figures interact? By fighting? Reasoned discussion?

Who has power on this planet? How is it achieved? Over whom is it exercised? To what ends is it exercised?

What are the language habits on this planet? Verse or prose, dialogue or monologue, certainly. But also, what kinds of language predominate—of thoughts or of feelings? And what kinds of feelings? Is language colorful or flat, clipped or flowing, metaphorical or logical? Exuberant or deliberate? And what about silences?

III.  What Changes?

You have gotten a feel for this world. Now look at it dynamically, because it moves in time. Within the “rules” of its operation, nothing stays the same. What changes in this world?

Look at the first image. Now look at the last. Then locate some striking image near the center of the play (the empty box in [Thomas] Kyd’s [English; 1558-95] The Spanish Tragedy [published, 1592] is a good example). To give an account of destiny on this planet range over these three markers. Why was it essential to pass through the gate of the central image to get from the first to the last?

What changes in the landscape of this world? Does it move from inside to outside? From valleys to mountains? From town to wilderness?

What changes in time? Does time move from dusk to night? Night to dawn? Morning to midnight? Through four seasons of a year? Through the stages of a human life? Or the stages of eternal life, from Creation to Last Judgment?

What changes in language? In tone, mood, dress?

All of the changes you discover will of course contribute to and reflect on character, but each trajectory should be seen as a signifying system on its own.

What changes in the action? Have we moved from confusion to wedding (the basic plot of romantic comedy)? From threat to peaceful celebration (the basic plot of [traditional] tragicomedy)? From threat to disaster (the basic plot of tragedy)? From suffering to rebirth (the plot of the Passion play)? From threat to dual outcome, suffering for evil persons and vindication for good (the basic plot of melodrama)?

What doesn’t change? Is there a stable or fixed point in this world? An absolute reality? God? The grave?

Squint one last time. Putting together space, time, the natural world and the social world, elements that change and those that don’t, you are discovering the “myth.” Plays are full of archetypal places—castles, gardens, forests, roads, islands, green worlds, dream worlds, storms, night scenes, and on and on. If the play starts in a palace, goes on to a moonlit forest, and returns to the palace the next day or night (which is it? day or night?), what does that progression tell you? How is the final palace scene conditioned by the night journey into the forest? Is the world of the play at the end of the play a transformed world? Or is it the same world returned to “normal,” with minor adjustments? Worlds stand or fall on your answer.

IV.    Don’t Forget Yourself

Seeking what changes, don’t forget to ask what changes in you, the imaginer of worlds. Ask, what has this world demanded of me? Does it ask me for pity and fear? Does it ask me to reason? To physically participate in the action on the stage? Does it ask me to interact with other spectators? To leave the theater and take political action? To search my ethical being to the core? Maybe this world means only to entertain me, why not? But how does it make this intention known?

V. Theatrical Mirrors

Important as these internal systems are, dramatic worlds don’t just speak to and within themselves; they also speak to each other. How many performances are signaling to you from inside this world? How many echoes of other dramatic worlds do they suggest? How do these additional layers of theatricality comment on what you have already discovered?

VI. The Character Fits the Pattern

Only now are you really ready to examine the figures who inhabit this world. Every assumption you make about a character must reflect the conditions of its world, including the way psychology functions in that world. You can arrive at the most interesting version of any question about character by first exploring the features of her theatrical planet. Characters mean only as they inhabit, enact, fulfill, engage a succession of sites, actions, and objects under a specific set of conditions. They are constituents of a complex artistic pattern. Find the pattern first!

Warning: Don’t permit yourself to construct a pattern that omits “singularities,” puzzling events, objects, figures, or scenes that “do not fit.” Remember, there is nothing in the world of a play by accident. The puzzles may hold the key. Assume that the dramatic world is entirely conscious, determinate, limited. Give an account of that world that attempts to consider the role of every element in that world—visual, aural, temporal, tonal, figural. Become curious as each element is revealed as a player in the play. Be someone who is aroused to meaning.

Of course you can construct meaning in this world in many different ways. Construct it in the most inclusive way you can. There will still be more to see.

[I think you can see why Fuchs used Visit to a Small Planet as the eponym for her analytical technique.  Just as Kreton, the extraterrestrial, endeavors to study humans and their Earth, the critic or dramaturg (or director, designers, and even the actors) must examine the world of the play, which is different from the world in we ordinarily live.

[I do find it astounding, though, that Fuchs has found this parallel in the much-less-admired Jerry Lewis movie version of Vidal’s play (with which he was said to have been displeased), but even a stopped clock is right twice a day . . . .  (The French, apparently, loved the film . . . but they had an incomprehensible relationship with Lewis.  To paraphrase Astérix le Gaulois: “Ils sont fous, ces français!”

[One more comment on Visit: many TV critics and analysts assert that the movie version of Vidal’s play was the inspiration, perhaps even the source of the 1978-82 sitcom Mork & Mindy, which starred Robin Williams (1951-2014) as an alien visitor to Earth and Pam Dawber (b. 1951) as the human who takes him in.

[A good deal of Fuchs’s background and credits are scattered through these three articles, but let me end with a brief bio to finish it up.  She wrote or edited several seminal books, notably Year One of the Empire: A Play of American Politics, War, and Protest Taken From the Historical Record (1973), which premièred in Los Angeles at the Odyssey Theatre Ensemble in 1980; The Death of Character: Reflections on Theater After Modernism (1996), winner of the George Jean Nathan Award in Dramatic Criticism; and Land/Scape/Theater (2002; co-edited with Una Chaudhuri).  

[Her 2005 memoir, Making an Exit: A Mother-Daughter Drama With Alzheimer's, Machine Tools, and Laughter meditated on the difficulties of aging and dementia.  Fuchs served on the faculties of Harvard, Columbia, Emory, New York University, Yale School of Drama/David Geffen School of Drama at Yale, and Berlin’s Institut für Theatrewissenschaft of the Free University.  In addition, she has offered dramaturgical workshops in Europe and the United Kingdom.

[Her work has won numerous awards, in addition to the George Jean Nathan Award, she also won the Excellence in Editing Award of the Association for Theatre in Higher Education, and the Los Angeles Drama-Logue Best Play award.  Fuchs was the recipient of two Rockefeller Foundation awards and a Bunting Fellowship; she was awarded the 2009 Betty Jean Jones Teaching Award by the American Theatre and Drama Society.]


03 January 2025

Here Comes Santa Claus

 

[On 24 December, I watched PBS News Hour with a segment called “On Christmas Eve, a special look at the origins of NORAD’s Santa tracker.”  It was a story narrated by three children of one of the commanders in charge of an early warning radar system of NORAD.  They recalled a surprising phone call their dad received one night in November. 

[Figuring that many people hadn’t heard the story, I thought it would make a good entry for Rick On Theater at Christmastime.  I’d have liked to post it on the 23rd, the slot on ROT closest to Christmas Day, but that date had passed and I’d already started a three-part series (“Go-won-go Mohawk (1859-1924),” 23, 26, and 29 December).  So I’m posting it now, a little late for Christmas 2024 . . . but think of it as a little early for next Christmas.]

Depending on where you come from, what country or national origin, if you believe in Santa Claus or Father Christmas, or just like the legend, you think the Jolly Old Elf lives in various places.  Most Americans say he lives at the North Pole, and people in a large number of other countries and cultures—those that say Santa is the Christmastime gift-bringer—agree. 

This story is for those of us who say Santa lives at the North Pole, mostly for residents of Canada and the United States.  That’s because it’s about NORAD’s Santa-tracker, which traces his route from the North Pole all around the world delivering presents to the boys and girls on his Nice List.  Brief updates are televised all Christmas Eve and there are websites, including NORAD’s own, that show the progress of Santa’s sleigh along its whole trip.

NORAD, of course, is the North American Aerospace Defense Command, established binationally by Canada and the United States in 1958 and headquartered at Peterson Space Force Base (renamed from Peterson Air Force Base in 2021) near Colorado Springs, Colorado.  Its principal mission is to provide aerospace and maritime warning, air sovereignty, and protection for Canada and the Continental United States. 

(From 1954 to 1958, NORAD’s predecessor was the Continental Air Defense Command, or CONAD, a solely U.S. operation.  Until March 1981, NORAD was known as the North American Air Defense Command.)

But in 1955, something happened that gave CONAD and then NORAD a new kind of supplemental purpose.

On the night of 30 November that year—a wire story datelined the next day confirms the date—while Air Force Colonel Harry W. Shoup (1917-2009), operations commander at CONAD, was on duty in the Combat Alert Center at Ent Air Force Base, one of the telephones on his desk rang. 

“I remember two phones on his desk,” said Terri Van Keuren, then 65 and one of Shoup’s three daughters, on a 2014 StoryCorps broadcast on National Public Radio (which was also the text of the News Hour segment).  “One was this red phone.  Only a four-star general at the Pentagon and my dad had the number.”

“This is a top secret line,” explained a curator of the Canada Aviation and Space Museum, on a 2023 CBC News broadcast, a division of the Canadian Broadcasting Corporation.  “So when it rings, that [normally] means bad news.”

“This was the fifties, this was the Cold War,” pointed out Shoup’s son, Richard, 59 at the time of the StoryCorps recording.  Tensions with the USSR were heightening, along with fears of nuclear war, so everyone figured a call to the hotline could mean an imminent Soviet attack.

When the emergency-only “red phone” rang on that day a little over 69 years ago, all eyes at the operations center turned to Colonel Shoup, said the curator at the Aviation and Space Museum in Ottawa.

As Pamela Farrell, then 70 and another of Shoup’s daughters, recollects the tale, her dad picked up the receiver and said, “This is Colonel Shoup.”  And then there was a childish voice that asked, “Is this Santa Claus?”

At first, his children recalled, Shoup thought the call was a prank and he confronted the child, a young boy, more gruffly than he later reported.  According to the Associated Press, an International News Service story from 1 December 1955 published in the Pasadena [California] Independent reported that the boy asked if there was a Santa Claus at the North Pole, Shoup answered much the way one might expect from a military officer with the responsibility for ordering a strike that could end life on Earth.

“There may be a guy called Santa Claus at the North Pole,” Colonel Shoup barked, “but he’s not the one I worry about coming from that direction.”  

The child could be heard bursting into tears.  Shoup quickly switched gears and bellowed “Ho, Ho, Ho!” taking on the role of jolly old Saint Nick.  The boy paused, then said, “Hey, you’re not Santa,” Shoup told the AP in 1999.

Realizing that the call wasn’t a put-on or a hoax, Shoup went on: “Yes, I am Santa Claus.  Have you been a good boy?”  Then he spoke to his mother. 

She told him that Sears, Roebuck and Co. had run an ad in the Colorado Springs Gazette-Telegraph listing a hotline kids could call to talk to Santa Claus.  But the ad contained a typo in the hotline number, and the kids who called in reached CONAD’s hotline instead.  

The ad, which featured a photorealistic drawing of Santa, read:

HEY, KIDDIES!

Call me on my private phone and I will talk to you personally any time day or night....

Santa Claus

In some versions of the story, the child who called Shoup was a girl, not a boy, but in the account Shoup told the AP in ’99, he hung up the phone after speaking to the boy and his mother, and shortly there was another call from a young girl who read her Christmas list.   

After that, recalled Shoup, fifty calls a day for Santa came into the ops center.  Shoup’s daughter Patricia Farrell said her father “put a couple of airmen on the phones to act like Santa Claus.”  Her sister, Terri Van Keuren, remembered that when her “very straight-laced, very disciplined” father did that, the airmen thought, “The old man’s really flipped his lid this time.  We’re answering Santa calls,” and it became a matter of humor in the center.

In the days before computers and GPS, CONAD used a large, plexiglass map of North America to plot unidentified objects.  On the morning of Christmas Eve (the day before my ninth birthday), an ops center staffer playfully drew Santa and his sleigh and reindeer over the North Pole on the map.

When Shoup came in and saw the grease-pencil sketch, a lieutenant colonel offered to take it down.  Van Keuren reported that her father contemplated at the map for a while and then responded, “You leave it right there.”  He first called the CONAD Public Affairs Office and then a local radio station and said, “This is the commander at the Combat Alert Center and we have an unidentified flying object.”  He added with a laugh, “Why, it looks like a sleigh.”

Through the CONAD PAO and the wire services, Shoup put out the word:

CONAD, Army, Navy and Marine Air Forces will continue to track and guard Santa and his sleigh on his trip to and from the U.S. against possible attack from those who do not believe in Christmas.

Instead of getting the Sears ad pulled, according to Snopes, a website that fact-checks and investigates urban legends, hoaxes, and folklore, Colonel Shoup decided to offer the boys and girls information about Santa’s movement en route from the North Pole.

On that first Christmas of CONAD/NORAD’s tracking of Santa Claus, the Associated Press syndicated a report on his journey, datelined 23 December 1955 from Colorado Springs (posted on Gizmodo, a design, technology, science, and science fiction blog):

Colorado Springs, Colo., Dec 23 (AP) — Santa Claus Friday [the 23rd] was assured safe passage into the United States by the Continental Air Defense Combat Operations Center here which began plotting his journey from the North Pole early Friday morning.

CONAD said first reports of its radar and ground observer outposts indicate Santa was traveling about 45 knots at an altitude of 35,000 feet and should arrive in the United States early Saturday night for his annual visit.

. . . .

And Santa’s track, being plotted here on the main surveillance board, is a very wide one, indicating that his sleigh is heavily loaded with toys and goodies.

As NORAD Tracks Santa, the Command’s official Santa site, puts it: “. . . and a tradition was born.” 

Although, it really wasn’t quite yet.  Shoup hadn’t planned on repeating the event the next year.  He figured it was a one-off and Christmas 1956 would be run-of-the-mill.  In the fall, however, the Public Affairs Officer told him that both the Associated Press and United Press International were waiting to hear that CONAD would remount the Santa-tracking.  

Since CONAD wanted to raise its public profile—and what better way than (as Gizmodo’s Matt Novak put it) to let U.S. parents respond to their kids who ask what CONAD (and now NORAD) is that “those are the people who help Santa” rather than, “those are the people who are ensuring our second strike [sic] capabilities after you and everyone in your play group are turned to dust by a nuclear attack.”

So, the PAO convinced Colonel Shoup, and he acquiesced.

Then a tradition was launched.  It continued when NORAD was formed in 1958 and took over the special Christmas Eve mission from CONAD and in 1981, when the North American Air Defense Command became the North American Aerospace Defense Command. 

Well, that’s the story as Colonel Shoup, his family, and NORAD’s PAO usually tell it.  More or less, anyway.

Over the years, Shoup embellished the tale and edited it a little.  Other details may have been fudged from the start.  Certainly, the Shoup children, who gave us the narrative aired by NPR in 2014 and that PBS used for its 2024 segment last month, weren’t in the ops center when it all went down—unauthorized personnel, not even the CO’s kids, would have been allowed in the room.  Besides, they’d have only been 6, 11, and 16 at the time.

Gizmodo declares that the flawed origin story of NORAD’s Santa-tracker is “morphing and warping with each new re-telling.”  Just google “NORAD Tracks Santa” and read just a few of the accounts and you’ll see that the blog is right.

(Incidentally, NORAD used to work with Google in the middle of the 2000s, but they split.  Now Google launched a competing Santa-tracker in December 2004 called . . . well, Google Santa Tracker.)

The main details are confirmed: there was a phone call from a child, the cartoon on the plexiglass map was real, and Shoup did start the Santa-tracking program, with the support of CONAD’s PAO and the commanding general, who saw an opportunity to raise unit morale and gain a publicity boost at the same time.

And let’s give credit where credit is due.  Yoni Appelbaum of The Atlantic observed that Shoup, “had a flair for public relations” (“Yes, Virginia, There Is a NORAD,” 21 Dec. 2015).  He’d displayed his acumen before on a number of occasions, Appelbaum reported—and been commended on it.  In the New York Times, presidential historian Michael Beschloss labeled Shoup “a media pro” (“How Santa Claus Ended Up on Norad’s Radar,” 20 Dec. 2015, “Sunday Business”: 5).

But in the telling of the Santa-call caper, sometimes the caller was a boy and sometimes it was a girl.  (I also mention in passing above that Shoup changed his explanation of how he greeted that first caller.  At first he seemed to acknowledge that he addressed the child sharply, but later his recollection was that he was immediately receptive to the kid’s story.)  Regardless of gender, what the caller said changes somewhat depending on who’s telling the story—or when. 

So does when the event took place—because it didn’t happen on Christmas Eve, as so many of the latter-day retellings would have it.  The wire story that the Pasadena Independent published on 1 December 1955 (and was reported by Gizmodo) proves that Shoup’s call came in on 30 November—3½ weeks earlier.

And speaking of that telephone call: there are a couple of things about that, too.  First, it’s uncertain whether the Sears ad printed the wrong number by accident, or the caller misdialed one digit.  Both versions circulate even today.  Apparently, no one’s sure.  Even Shoup had told both cases.

That may be because it’s highly unlikely that the call even came in on the alert phone.  As Atlantic’s Appelbaum points out, the red phone was connected to the commanding general of the Strategic Air Command and the Pentagon via “a dedicated, lead-encased cable” that no one other than the SAC four-star and the DOD in Washington could connect to.  Even if you had the “number.” 

(Those hotline phones don’t have telephone numbers like your home or office phone and mine do—seven digits and an area code.  Most are dedicated lines that only have one receiving instrument.  The calling officer just picks up the receiver at his end and the phone at the other end buzzes or sounds off in whatever way it’s rigged to do.  If there’s a case, like, say, POTUS or the Secretary of Defense, who has more than one line he or she can reach, there’s a code of some kind to make the connection, not an ordinary phone number.)

No, the Santa call almost certainly came in to one of the other phones on Shoup’s desk, which would have an unlisted number that, if she or he had it or stumbled on it, someone could connect to it by mistake.  (This way, when Shoup told his airmen to take the Santa calls, they could do so with the phones at their desks or stations.  Otherwise, they’d have to all be sitting at Shoup’s desk or dash over every time the phone rang.  That’s just nuts!  Besides, I doubt that the CONAD command would have countenanced using the hotline phone for a publicity stunt.  What if there were an emergency?)

The Atlantic also doubts that there was a “flood of calls” that followed that first one on that first day.  They argue, based on the theory that the initial connection was the result of a misdialed number, not a misprint, and that it isn’t logical that more children would make the same mistake.  (Of course, if the number was misprinted in the newspaper, then there could have been additional calls, but the magazine has dismissed that as unlikely.  But not impossible . . . .)

No, Appelbaum posits that the “flood” came later after Shoup took advantage of the happenstance and publicized the Santa line.

In any case, many students of Christmas tradition note that the Shoup-Santa story and the NORAD outgrowth is one of the few modern additions to the Santa Claus legend that’s actually become part of the lore.

Over the years, the publicity effort to bring children and families into NORAD Tracks Santa got bigger and more sophisticated.  It started out with just notices in newspapers every Christmas Eve.  Then, in the 1960s, NORAD sent radio stations records so that they could broadcast Santa’s progress between Christmas music.  

Meanwhile, the Air Force still sent out press releases so that the papers could plaster stories around the world.  By the 1970s, NORAD introduced 3-minute television commercials showing jets intercepting a foreign aircraft on Christmas Eve that stations around the U.S. could air.  

In the 1990s, NORAD’s Santa-tracker took to the World Wide Web.  NORAD Tracks Santa moved online in 1997. 

Including its three years under CONAD, 2024 was NORAD Tracks Santa’s 69th year on Santa watch.  The website, https://www.noradsanta.org, is now off line until 1 December 2025.  When it’s reactivated, visitors can watch Santa’s progress around the globe on Christmas Eve from 2 a.m. to 3 a.m. on Christmas Day, Mountain Standard Time, as he delivers presents to the world’s children—in nine languages: English, French, German, Italian, Japanese, Portuguese, Spanish, Korean, and Chinese. 

Saint Nick-watchers can also follow the trip on Facebook (https://www.facebook.com/noradsanta), YouTube (http://www.youtube.com/NORADTracksSanta), Instagram (https://www.instagram.com/noradtrackssanta_official), and X (https://x.com/NoradSanta).  People can also call 1-877-HI-NORAD (1-877-446-6723) to ask live operators about Santa’s location on 24 December from 6 a.m. to midnight, Mountain Time.

Every year since 1958, NORAD has kept millions of children and families across the world apprised of Santa’s location on 24 December.  NORAD Tracks Santa subsists because of the support, services, and resources provided by volunteers and its government and corporate contributors.  NORAD Tracks Santa is financed by neither American nor Canadian taxpayers.

Typically, around 1,200 to 1,500 volunteers work at NORAD Tracks Santa each year, primarily consisting of military and civilian personnel from NORAD.  That many are needed because, said the public affairs specialist who ran the program in 2009, “Literally, when a volunteer puts the phone down after they get done with a call, it’s ringing again” (Daniel Terdiman, “Behind the scenes: NORAD's Santa tracker,” CNN 24 Dec. 2009).

Each year, the NORAD Tracks Santa website gets several million visitors from over 200 countries and territories around the world.  Volunteers answer more than 130,000 calls to the NORAD Tracks Santa hotline (see above) from boys and girls around the globe.  What started because of a child’s misdirected phone call has flourished and is recognized as one of the U.S. Department of Defense’s largest community outreach programs.  Textbooks for public relations courses cite NORAD Tracks Santa as a superb example of a Christmas-themed PR campaign.

In an interview with the Associated Press (reported in the AP article cited above), Air Force Lieutenant General Case Cunningham explained that NORAD radars in Alaska and Canada, of which he’s in command, are the first to detect Santa.  Santa leaves the North Pole and typically heads for the International Dateline in the Pacific Ocean.  From there he moves west, following the night.

“That’s when the satellite systems we use to track and identify targets of interest every single day start to kick in,” Cunningham said.  “A probably little-known fact is that Rudolph’s nose that glows red emanates a lot of heat.  And so those satellites track (Santa) through that heat source.”

NORAD puts out that it uses three systems to track Santa on his Christmas Eve journey:

• Radar (i.e., North Warning System – radar stations along the North American Arctic regions in Alaska and northern Canada)

• Satellites

• NORAD aircraft (American and Canadian fighters; American refueling tankers; and AWACS, the surveillance, command, control, and communications aircraft)

(Of course, we grown-ups know that the website only simulates the tracking of Santa.)

A caveat: an observation from which I stayed away in this post is the main topic of Matt Novak’s article on Gizmodo.  The title of his post is “How the US Military Turned Santa Claus Into a Cold War Icon, published on 23 December 2014.  As you might guess, Novak is distressed about the militarization of Santa Claus at the hands of NORAD and Harry Shoup’s successors.  He’s not wrong, and he makes a good argument for his concern.

I didn’t bring this issue up because my interest for Rick On Theater is just the story, not its impact on the legend of Saint Nicholas.  Perhaps I’ve got blinders on, but that’s where I stand as far as this post is concerned.  But, then, I have no children and it’s been a long time since I was one.  Christmas to me is only the day when I turn a year older.

But back to Novak and his point.  (Several other writers whose reports on the CONAD/NORAD project I read raise this issue as well, but the Gizmodo blogger focused on it.) 

He pointed out that in its advertising of NORAD Tracks Santa, the Air Force was “heavily promoting the idea that Santa Claus was a Cold Warrior.”  He described “a rather alarming video” during one holiday period “showing fighter jets escorting Santa.” 

Novak also invokes “children’s advocacy groups like Campaign for a Commercial Free Childhood,” who, he asserts, “said they were uncomfortable with the violent undertones of the Santa Tracker campaign.”  

As NORAD’s response, Novak quoted a spokesman as saying to the AP: “We really do feel strongly that it’s something that is safe and non-threatening, and not something that would negatively impact children. In fact, we think that it’s a lot of fun.”

Novak doesn’t say so, but it seems he feels that if one follows the NORAD Santa-tracker and visits the website, one’s buying into, and therefore perpetuating the militarizing of Santa Claus.  (I embedded the link to Matt Novak’s Gizmodo post above, but here it is again, so you can check out his argument.)

[Harry Wesley Shoup was born on 29 September 1917 in Bessemer, Pennsylvania.  He went to Westminster College in New Wilmington, Pennsylvania, where he met Louise Lane, his future wife.  He and Lane were married on 8 February 1941 in Montgomery, Alabama, and the couple had three daughters and a son.  

[Shoup joined the United States Army Air Corps on 6 June 1940 and served as a fighter pilot in the U.S. Army Air Forces during World War II.  (The USAAC became the USAAF in 1941 and the U.S. Air Force in 1947.)  While serving in the Air Force, Shoup received the Soldier’s Medal for saving another airman’s life.  

[(The Soldier’s Medal is a decoration of the U.S. Army, but prior to the creation of the Airman’s Medal in 1960, airmen were awarded the Soldier’s Medal.  The criteria for the medal are: “The Soldier’s Medal is awarded to any person of the Armed Forces of the United States or of a friendly foreign nation who, while serving in any capacity with the Army of the United States, including Reserve Component soldiers not serving in a duty status at the time of the heroic act, distinguished himself or herself by heroism not involving conflict with an enemy.”)

[Shoup had an illustrious career in the USAF for 28 years, also seeing action in Korea and Vietnam.   He became the Commander of the CONAD Combat Alert Center in February 1954 and held that post (after NORAD took over) until June 1965, when he was assigned to the 84th Fighter-Interceptor Squadron at Hamilton Air Force Base in California as Wing Commander.  He remained in that post until retiring from the USAF on 1 September 1968. 

[Shoup died at age 91 on 14 March 2009 in Colorado Springs, Colorado, where he and his wife, who died in 2003, had retired in 1983.  After Christmas 1955, he had acquired the nickname “The Santa Colonel”; for the remainder of his life, his family says, that was his proudest achievement.  Shoup is buried in the Fort Logan National Cemetery in Denver, and his soubriquet is even inscribed on his gravestone.

[I’ve posted other Christmas-related pieces on Rick On Theater over the years.  On ROT’s first Christmas, I ran “‘Is There a Santa Claus?‘“ (25 December 2009), the text of the famous letter from little Virginia O’Hanlon in 1897 which asked “Is there a Santa Claus?” and the response from the New York Sun which answered “Yes.”  (As it happens, NORAD Tracks Santa sees itself as a follower of that exchange and the sentiment it radiates.)

[Subsequent Christmas posts are “‘It’s a Wonderful Life Was Based on a ‘Christmas Card’ Short Story by Philip Van Doren Stern‘“ by Daven Hiskey (26 December 2016), “‘Despite the Pandemic, It’s Beginning to Look a Lot Like “Christmas Carol”‘“ by Jerald Raymond Pierce (27 December 2020), and Spirit of 1907 Christmas, Recovered in 1999, Completed in 2016“ (21 December 2022).

[And in the spirit of Christmukkah, the convergence of Christmas and the first night or day of Hanukkah, as we had in 2024, I include “Dreidel“ (6 January 2024) in this list.]