Why I will never get cast in Hamilton — and why that’s ok…

Life-changing. That’s what I kept hearing about Hamilton. It reminded me a little of the advice I got when I was dating. “When you find The One you’ll just know” people would say to me in a larger-than-life zen sort of way. I thought it was all elusive puffed-up mumbo jumbo until I met my now-husband … and…really…then…I just knew

Seeing Hamilton last week gave me that same feeling.

Life-changing. Really. I just knew it was one of those moments I would never forget for the rest of my days…

From staging to lighting to song, the musical truly took me on an experience like no other.

Growing up doing musical theater made me understand in an even deeper way that this was a show that would upset the course of musical theater itself and the world…

Not only does Hamilton show that musicals can be hip, modern, and relevant (and even make History, the usual most boring subject in school, something exhilarating) but there is a poignancy to it as well.

America of the past as told by America today, and a subtle warning for future America too….

After the show ended we were talking about which parts we would most want to play. “Angelica….Eliza…” I cried — ”and Peggy!”

Then it dawned on me…

A woman like me will never get cast in Hamilton. Never.

Growing up a white female I never had a problem landing a lead role in a musical other than a show like Lion King.

But there are no parts for people like me in Hamilton…

And that’s ok.

The show intentionally casts all its roles in a racially diverse way. If I was a white male the only part I would have a chance to play is the part of King George…which is just one tiny part in a whole show…and on top of that…he’s the bad guy

Another one of those ah-ha moments…This is exactly what actors who have different skin colors other than my own must feel like…

Bad guys.

Tiny parts.

Stereotypes.

Or nothing.

You can look around the internet, find posters photoshopping John Cho into leading roles of blockbuster movies. It all illustrates the same point.

Why are we doing this? If an actor is talented then who cares that he’s not white?

It still baffles me that people got so upset about a non-white Hermione in Harry Potter and the Cursed Child. I recently got to see this show and I can tell ya folks, she conveyed the part beautifully and I was not distracted or taken away from the show in the slightest. I didn’t care that she didn’t look like Emma Watson or how I pictured my version of brown bushy-haired buck-toothed Hermione in the books. Noma Dumezweni gave a great performance. She was Hermione.

And after the Hamilton Grammy performance I remember taking to Twitter and noticing how people responded to the performance. Instead of saying “wow that was really great” (like they should have said) people were tweeting things like, “but Hamilton was white.” *face palm*

They missed the point. They missed the music. And they missed how far we really still need to come…

I have to remind myself that if I had been born earlier and tried to marry my now-husband in the early 1960s it would have been illegal for us — because of something as superficial as being two different races. That just seems crazy to me. But maybe one day my mixed-race son or daughter will also think it was crazy that in our day and age we were once so ignorant in our casting.

This is the beauty and the brilliance of Hamilton…The show forces us to sit up and really realize how we’re casting, what we’re doing, what message we’re sending to the world…

How we can rise up…

So until they do an all female version of Hamilton and I can audition for the role of King George, I think it’s ok that this time around I could never land a part in Hamilton 😉

Thank you Hamilton, for helping the world see this more clearly.

It is truly life-changing.

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