Okay, so this news isn’t exactly about social media, but the fires of my passion for all things Glee were stoked by the active fan community I found myself participating in on Twitter during every episode. And for the record, I was NOT the only one crying when Mercedes belted out her big ballad or when Kurt came out to his dad. Once again, Twitter proves the universal nature of human emotion and experience. Or something like that.
But anyway, I digress. The real story here is that the Glee cast has been selected to perform, in all of their musical theater loving, gay culture celebrating glory, at the White House. On Easter nonetheless. It’s a big change from the middle-of-the-road milquetoast that characterized the last performers to grace the White House egg roll (the eunuch brothers). And, it’s change I can believe in. With all my Liza-loving heart.