"For baby boomers, Liberace was a threat to the hip authenticity they fought so hard to forge out of the coffin of their parents’ polite society. For the next generation, mine, Liberace was a baffling mystery—we were supposed to make fun of him but we didn’t know why. Growing up, I wasn't even sure who Liberace was, and his Las Vegas home was just down the street from mine. The children of the ’80s were simply told that Liberace was a farce, a clown. His was the most embarrassing of all professions—an entertainer."
In The Smart Set, Stefany Anne Golberg laments the closing of the Liberace Museum in Las Vegas.
Sunday, September 26, 2010
I Wish My Brother George Was Here
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