If I had been there I swear I would have shouted: “Shut up and stick to acting.”
A few years ago I had an opportunity to take my now departed mom to see a concert by a 60’s British pop duo. The concert was part of a series of shows produced by a friend.
The show began as the two came out on stage and chose to have an “inspirational” moment with the audience - by telling us what a bunch of provincial rubes we Americans were. They had obviously rehearsed this as their style was smooth and smarmy enough that many in the audience didn’t realize the offense.
Then they launched into politics. It was 2012 and our national election was looming. I live in a predominantly center-right town and when these two klowns started promoting Ødumbo and disparaging Romney the words were out of my mouth before I even realized what I said...
“Shut up and sing!”
The reaction was mixed - some audience members glared, some applauded. Many urged the duo to get on with it. One of the two took great umbrage at my taunt and acted like he was too offended to possibly continue. My promoter buddy walked out on stage and quietly reminded them that if they didn’t play they wouldn’t get paid and their hotel room would be cancelled.
They played, all while nursing their butthurt.
Later I apologized to my mom for embarrassing her. She scoffed at that, saying that she wished it had been her scolding them.