Considering the nonstop inanities coming from Washington D.C., it was perhaps inevitable that over the course of its short two-week run, some news or other would elevate the opera Harvey Milk Reimagined, now playing at YBCA, into the “relevant now more than ever” stratosphere.
As if on cue, less than a week after its opening, technologically challenged Defense Secretary Pete Hedgseth learned about the ship known as the USNS Harvey Milk and declared that the very gay name of the naval ship should be changed.
Is any of this all that important? Cleve Jones, an intern and friend of Milk, said that the gay rights icon would “would shrug it off and laugh.”
And yet it underscores the obsessive fear that Milk — a brave, funny, smart and passionate crusader for gay rights — successfully placed i