So, the other day I received an email blast from History Theatre AD, Ron Peluso.  It was a nice little email informing various people about the History Theatre’s upcoming show Tyrone & Ralph, as well as a pre-show “meet the creators” ceremony, in which the theatre will honor two surviving members of the original steering committee that helped bring Guthrie Corporation to Minneapolis.

All in all, it sounds like a great idea.  Good job, History Theatre.

Then, at the very bottom of the email, Ron says this:

“In many ways, we are all ‘children of Tyrone’, so come and check out this entertaining slice of history!”

What.  The.  Fuck.  Why do theatre people feel the need to do this?  Why is it necessary to shit on a perfectly normal correspondence with insanely melodramatic nonsense?  We are all children of Tryone??  As if there would be no theatre in this major metropolitan area without Sir Tyrone Guthrie’s golden touch.  Puh-leeze.

And before I get 37 emails telling me how important the G is to the TC, let me state for the record: I’m not a moron.  Guthrie Corp. makes the TC an important destination for live theatre.  That is obvious.  But if “we are all children of Tyrone” doesn’t make you want to vomit, you need to get your gag reflex checked.