Trippy Tea Party

Jack Kerouac: The "White Rabbit" of the group. Leader of the Beat Movement, severe alcoholic, currently drunk and slurring his speech.

Allen Ginsberg: Hippy/Mad Hatter, wearing a top hat like that of the Mad Hatter, high on opiates. Recites some of his poems to the group

William S. Burroughs: The "Caterpillar," the wise one who keeps the group together in conversation smoking from a hookah.

Bob Kaufman: Coined the phrase "beat-nik," plays the role here of the Cheshire Cat, satirical and mythic. Only present when he feels it necessary

Courtney Love: Alice, high and drunk on many substances, questioning her reason for being at this tea party

Joan Rivers: The Red Queen, criticizing everyone and yelling when the attention isn't on her.

Trippy Tea Party

Set in modern time San Francisco as if the poets are still alive. Everyone is sitting in a circle around one stationary microphone. In the middle, a table is covered with a hookah, a blunt still burning in an ashtray, a teapot filled with whiskey and glasses all around. In the background, Pink Floyd is playing softly.

Courtney: Yo, like what the fuck is going on? Who the hell are these old fucks?

Joan: Oh shut it you hag! Off with your head!

Allen: Courtney, you know, we are those Beat folks.

Jack: Achh, she wont know who we are, Al. In two minutes, she’s gonna be passed out again.

The group laughs

William: But this is our dear Alice…She knows not what she thinks for she has a drowning brain.

Joan: Excuse her. She’s just completely lost it. Pour me another there Al.

Courtney: Hey! I’m awake…right?

She reaches to take a hit from the blunt

Allen: “I saw the best minds of my generation destroyed by madness, starving hysterical naked,”

Jack: We’re not destroyed. We’re still doing the same shit we’ve always done! Just now with crazier dolls

Joan: Off with his head!

Allen: “with dreams, with drugs, with waking nightmares, alcohol and cock and endless balls,”

William: Just another day at the office for us all.

Kaufman: If I may, before I don’t, you are all just mad

Courtney: Story of my life, there Mr. Hatter

Joan: So what are you gents up to lately?

William: Fancy you ask Ms. Queen. May I say, you look amazing for your age…any new surgeries?

Courtney: How the fuck can they pull her face anymore?

Joan: Off with her head! Bitch, have you looked into a mirror lately?

They laugh hysterically

Allen: Ladies, please…here, have some more

He hands Joan the pot of whiskey, which reads, “Drink Me” and the hookah to Courtney

William: (taking a deep hit from the hookah) To continue my Queen, things have been faring well. I might say that we are more famous now then ever.

Jack: Yea yea yea…same shit different city. (He pours himself another glass full then loudly chugs it) Crazies are everywhere no matter where you go.

Allen: “Moloch! Solitude! Filth! Ugliness! Ashcans and unobtainable dollars! Children screaming under the stairways! Boys sobbing in armies!  Old men weeping in the parks!”

Kaufman: (strumming a guitar, humming a chant) Hmmm ieeeooo hmmmm

Courtney: Like this shit is too dry. I’m just gonna fuckin like (she dozed off)

Jack: See, told ya’ll. 

William: Wake her please? This party cannot go on with out her.

Joan: Off with her head!

Jack: Let me tell you all something, this shit, this now wont be much tomorrow. The pigs are gonna find us and rape us and take us for what we got. The politics we face are bullshit

William: Jack, now calm down. No need to bring hysterics

Jack: Ey these dolls wont get it anyhow. (He pours himself another and chugs it)

Courtney: Whoa…like still you people are real?

William: Alice, this again is not a dream. But welcome back.

Courtney: Ahh shit…

Allen: Alice, babe…just enjoy the vibes. “Dreams! adorations! illuminations! religions! the whole boatload of sensitive bullshit!”

Courtney: Naw this is some dream. When I’m sober none of this shit happened. Queen Bitch, fuck off with your head. All you hippies it was kinda cool. Call me sometime. Silent dude, peace.

Kaufman: (Still strumming and humming) Yup

William: Dearest Alice, please follow Jack again. To you all, good night

They all say their goodbyes and the music slowly turns down.

End