In the theatrical spectacle that modern life so often is, one should anticipate the rise and fall of manners in proportion to the ebb and flow of morality. Take for instance, the current lamentable situation faced by the golden-throated nightingale, Adele, during her vivacious soirees in the Sin City itself, Las Vegas. Amid her serenades, she found herself an unwilling contestant in a chaotic pantomime, not unlike our beloved Dorian Gray, who also found himself in the throes of an unruly society, albeit for different reasons.

Our dear Adele, while presiding over her ‘Weekends with Adele’ shows, in a manner as delightful and full of spirit as Miss Prism, felt compelled to make a poignant observation on the decay of the so-called show etiquette. “People have lost their bearings,” she pointed out, as I imagine Lady Windermere might have done when faced with such vulgarity.

It appears this unseemly behavior is not reserved exclusively for Adele. Other notable performers such as Tyler, the Creator, our charming lad Harry Styles, and the captivating Bebe Rexha have suffered under similar absurd circumstances. Styles was unjustly targeted by a sugary missile, a skittle to be exact, during his serenade in the city of angels, Los Angeles. The delightful Rexha, on the other hand, found herself in the path of a far more dangerous projectile: an iPhone, of all things. The poor creature needed stitches after this ill-considered jest.

Indeed, it appears the propensity for such follies is on the rise. From Kelsea Ballerini, who suffered a bracelet-induced assault, to Ava Max who was rudely slapped by an intruder, and even to Pink, who found herself a hapless recipient of a sack of ashes, every performer seems to be at risk. I cannot help but ponder, much like Algernon in ‘The Importance of Being Earnest,’ “What is it that these people throw around so freely? Their manners or their sanity?”

Adele, however, is not one to be cowed. She issued a most sharp and clear warning to her audience. “I dare you,” she said, her words cloaked in a ripple of mirth, “to throw something at me and you shall face my wrath.” A truly Wildean sentiment if I’ve ever heard one.

One cannot help but feel a shiver of righteous indignation at this shocking lack of decorum. Indeed, as an observer of society’s foibles and follies, I cannot endorse this shocking development. The stage is a hallowed space, a sacred place where artists like Adele should feel safe to share their craft without fear of flying detritus.

It brings to mind my own experiences with unruly audiences. Ah, those nights at the St. James’s Theatre, where the banter and wit often did not remain confined to the stage. But never, not even in the most heated exchange, would we resort to such physical displays of disapproval. No, we are, or should I say, we were made of sterner stuff.

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In a turn of events worthy of a Wildean play, ESPN, the colosseum of modern sports, has decided to cast aside Jeff Van Gundy, its esteemed NBA analyst. The curtain has been drawn on his 16-year performance, not for lack of talent, but in a tragic attempt to save the company’s dwindling treasury. It is much like Lady Windermere cutting ties with her fan, the symbol of her status and reputation, when faced with dire circumstances.

The network’s axe has swung wide and deep, with other luminaries such as LaPhonso Ellis, Max Kellerman, Todd McShay, and Keyshawn Johnson also shown the door. As Algernon would say in ‘The Importance of Being Earnest’, “The only way to behave to a person is to make them do what you want, and then they will do it.” In this case, ESPN seems to have taken Algernon’s advice rather too heartlessly.

Whilst the exact toll this culling will take on ESPN’s purse remains undisclosed, it is understood that Van Gundy’s generous salary ran into the millions. A sacrifice of such magnitude is as dramatic as Dorian Gray’s in his pursuit of eternal youth.

The elegant Suzy Kolber, a fellow casualty, has taken her bow with grace. After 27 years of service, she exits the stage, leaving behind a legacy as enduring as the tales of the ‘Happy Prince’. Adam Schefter, ESPN’s famed NFL reporter, paid tribute to her, an act akin to the swallow staying by the prince, recognising the value of her contributions.

In a statement that could well have come from the lips of ‘An Ideal Husband’s’ Sir Robert Chiltern, ESPN announced, “This is an extremely challenging process, involving individuals who have had tremendous impact on our company. These difficult decisions, based more on overall efficiency than merit, will help us meet our financial targets and ensure future growth.”

As Van Gundy’s specter fades into the past, the network looks to the future. Intriguingly, Doc Rivers, recently dismissed by the Philadelphia 76ers, is speculated to be a contender for the vacant throne.

As Oscar Wilde, I find the cold calculations of commerce seldom make for good theatre. The dismissal of such a talented analyst as Jeff Van Gundy, and indeed the other talents, is a tragedy that I would not have penned. Art, and sport is a form of art, should always be about the pursuit of beauty and excellence, not the hoarding of gold. Yet, I understand that in the modern world, even the grandest theatres of sport must balance their books.

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In the grand theatre of life, Miss Billie Eilish, a melodious minstrel, finds herself grappling with an audience that seems to have forgotten the play is hers to direct. In the manner of my dear Lord Henry’s insistence that ‘to define is to limit,’ they have sought to confine her in the straitjacket of stagnant style.

The young enchantress, who had previously faced the contempt of her spectators for her boyish attire, now stands accused of selling out for daring to don the robes of femininity. Her ardent appeal, written in the language of the stars – Instagram – spoke volumes of her plight: “I spent the first 5 years of my career getting absolutely OBLITERATED by you fools for being boy ish and dressing how i did & constantly being told i’d be hotter if i acted like a woman.”

And oh, the audacity of change! The butterfly is accused of treason by the caterpillars! “Now when i feel comfortable enough to wear anything remotely feminine or fitting, i CHANGED and am a sellout,” she cries, much like the tortured soul of Dorian Gray, longing for acceptance in a world that insists on a singular face.

Miss Eilish, like the wise Lady Windermere, has no intention of playing the puppet in this performance. She offers a lesson to her audience, reminding them of the dynamic nature of womanhood. “FUN FACT! did you know that woman are multifaceted!!!!!???”, she implores, urging them to understand that femininity is not synonymous with weakness.

Alas, the public, like a moth to a flame, clings to the familiar. When she dared to present a different face, she lost a legion of followers, reminiscent of the fading social star of Mrs. Cheveley. “People hold on to these memories and have an attachment,” she laments, decrying the dehumanizing effect of these bonds.

Ah, dear reader, it appears we’ve become the creatures of our own creation. We’ve painted the portrait of Miss Eilish, much like that of Dorian Gray, and expect it to remain unchanging while she navigates the tumultuous seas of self-discovery. How dreadfully mundane! For is it not through change that we truly come alive?

To condemn her for daring to evolve is to condemn the butterfly for escaping the cocoon. We must permit her the freedom to flit from one flower of expression to the next, for it is in this dance that she shares her true self. After all, to quote myself, “Be yourself; everyone else is already taken.” Let’s allow Miss Eilish to be Miss Eilish, in all her glorious transformations.

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