WHO WILL CRACK FIRST [a conceptual play in the form of a poem] the beginning a distant hollow voice explains the situation two old friends have decided never to speak to each other again they feel that the affection and respect they have for each other is gradually dwindling away with each word that passes between them the voice emphasizes the situation is dramatic but not melodramatic another voice explains calmly this is a play for two actors and two loudspeakers and that the voices on the loudspeakers are the voices of the two actors a third voice specifies stage dark at first gradual light reveals the two friends seated their backs to each other one left one right of stage another voice interrupts and specifies loudspeaker over the head of each friend loudspeakers speak alternatively loudspeaker left tells why friend left will not crack first loudspeaker right tells why he thinks friend right will not crack first all three voices together chant and so on and so on first voice explains while loudspeakers speak seated friends react restlessly with bodily and facial gestures to what is being said above their heads second voice emphasizes loudspeakers get louder more argumentative more aggressive angry and enraged as play progresses third voice explains argument turns to a debate it's a competition a trial loudspeakers together improvise words of encouragement for friends to remain firm in their silence loudspeaker left tells that the reason friend left will not crack is because he is a poet and poets know silence and solitude poets know that one suffers from not suffering enough loudspeaker right retorts that friend right is an actor and actors know how not to crack during a play actor have control over their emotions loudspeaker L laughs and says that friend L will not crack first because once upon a time during the great war he was tortured he was tortured because he knew something secret something unspeakable the enemy tortured him but he did not talk he refused to talk he did not crack for weeks and weeks he remained silent in torture and silence became for him the reverse of torture that is why friend L will not crack first loudspeaker R counters by saying that anyone in friend L's situation would have done the same would have found the courage not to crack it's normal it's natural it's the rule when one is being tortured loudspeaker R continues friend R found much more courage for something much more traumatic though less melodramatic and he was only seven then the day his father beat him with his belt for no reason slashing at his body with the leather of the belt and even the belt buckle and that day friend R swore to himself in his pain that he would not talk to his father for a whole month and for a whole month friend R did not speak a word to his father and he was only seven then loudspeaker R concludes forcefully only a few human beings can find that kind of courage the happy few yes the happy few and friend R was only seven then after a long silence loudspeaker L declares that friend L wants to become a serious religious poet that is why he can no longer communicate with friend R because he is an actor actors are blasphemous especially when they make people laugh loudspeaker R replies that friend R can no longer look and speak at the sad face of Friend L because he has just accepted a role in the human comedy to make people laugh night and day loudspeaker L sings softly I am Jesus I am Moses I am Mohammed I am the Holy Ghost I am immortal loudspeaker R declaims eloquently I am Hamlet I am King Lear I am Phedrea I am Superman I am Gogo and Didi all three voices together chant and so on and so on first voice explains that loudspeakers can improvise any time second voice explains as the play progresses it becomes gradually evident that the two silent friends are growing more and more tense restless nervous tortured in their bodies and minds loudspeaker L murmurs and I saw a mighty angel come down from heaven clothed with a cloud and a rainbow was upon his head and his face was as it were the sun and his feet as pillars of fire loudspeaker R recites sadly All the old ways led to this all the old windings the stairs with never a landing that you screw yourself up clutching the rail counting the steps the fever of shortest ways under the long lids of sky the wild country roads where your dead walk beside you on the dark shingle the turning for the last time again to the lights of the little town the appointments kept and the appointments broken all the delights of urban and rural change of place all the exitus and redditus closed and ended all led to this to this gloaming where a middle-aged man sits masturbating his snout waiting for the first dawn to break loudspeaker L sighs loudspeaker R laughs third voice declares suddenly while loudspeakers continue to argue angrily in a cacophony of words the two friends let out a scream at the same time which they keep repeating with anguish and despair friend R & friend L screaming say something please say something I can't take it anymore say something please say something I can't take it any more all three voices together chant as screams get louder loudspeakers more cacophonous and so son and so on first voice states stage goes dark no applause no curtain call the end
Raymond Federman, Copyright 1997