What would you do if your son or daughter built his or her professional reputation on smirking racism and a pattern of mocking human suffering? At minimum, you might text him every once in a while to express your concern and disappointment.
One such text:
When you are good you are so very very good and when there is a performance like last night’s I become so distraught that you have moved ever closer to that imaginary line that cannot be crossed.
Has your mother ever texted you with a warning that you were on the verge of crossing some kind of moral or ethical line that you may never return from? Sound off in the comments!