How does the Kardashians' excluding Bruce Jenner from their product lines relate to the Constitution's commerce clause? Why are lifetime-appointed Supreme Court justices like DJs at a strip club? In what way do Bruce Springsteen concerts resemble the short shrift given to the workingman by Congress?
Colin Quinn's Unconstitutional has the answers. His smart, hilarious romp through U.S. history, presented by Philadelphia Theatre Company at the Suzanne Roberts Theatre, takes an absurdist approach to the divisive intolerance for differing opinions that separates red states from blue, immigration-reformists from the closed-borders crowd, and gun-control types from NRA partisans.
In his beleaguered-Everyman style, Quinn starts with the Constitution: four pages scribbled on a cocktail napkin in 1787. From here, he traces an arc that unites the Founding Fathers as a bunch of drunks ringing up excessive bar tabs in Philadelphia (an overhead projection shows a receipt from one of their outings) to the current partisan bickering in Congress. He blames the Internet for the stalemate: Before Google no one really knew how anyone else lived in the rest of the country.