For the past few years, I’ve really enjoyed the carny aspect of pro-wrestling: how they get you to care about a feud, how the get you to hate certain performers and cheer others, and just how compelling a match can be- even when we all know that the outcome is predetermined.
Recently, I attended a taping of Monday Night Raw with my sister, Liz. We had a blast cheering the faces and booing the heels. This was truly performance art executed on a very high level.