I’m having trouble identifying the opening narrator of the play. Is it the author, or are we as the audience supposed to understand a deeper cultural voice, which is undoubtedly filled with angst and sorrow. In addition to my trouble identifying the narrator’s voice, I’m having a hard time relating the past day ramblings from the history book on afghanistan to the modern commentary on marriage and life and psychoactive drugs meant to control depression and anxiety. Kushner is no way a comfortable read, yet she seems to be pretty comfortable with her condition, as to the characters of the play, minus milton – who still takes minimal action in preventing his only daughter from walking the streets of Kabul immediately after the death of her mother. Is the marriage reflected in Milton’s dead wife pertinent to the failing pill filled marriage on which Kushner’s opening ponders heavily? In conclusion, the opening segment of the play completely put a sour taste into my mouth. Kushner’s “woe is me” attitude comes off as pretentious, and completely takes away from her attempt to ostracize past historical atrocities and current one’s, amidst the city of Kabul, to which we find the violence resonating in that place today to be focused on women. The play is so far completely dissasociative and way too nostalgic and wish washy. Part of me feels like Kushner is really taking all the pills in real life which she mentions in her play. I would however like to see how this story in Kabul pans out, hopefully we don’t begin time traveling.