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Oasis was dead. It was a certainty. I was there when Peaches Christ's planned tribute to Heklina suddenly became a wake for the very venue hosting the tribute. I was there in October when the company's annual Rocky Horror production went from ridiculously raunchy to absolutely heart-breaking. I, like all of you, have spent the last half-year reading the announcements and comforting friends as we counted down the days 'til their New Year's Eve swan song.

This is Drama Masks, a Bay Area performing arts column from a born San Franciscan and longtime theatre artist in an N95 mask. I talk venue safety and dramatic substance, or the lack thereof. Personally, I could've done without all of last week's apotheosis of a dead fascist. Never mind the poetic justice of a right-winger being shot by another right-winger; everyone from Guv-Gav to the NY Times painted this guy as some once-in-a-generation figure.