WHEN Buffalo Bill's Wild West Show folded its tent, when P. T. Barnum's museum closed down, when the Ziegfeld Follies put their feathers and bangles away, when the "legitimate theater" was pushed off gay, white Broadway into the dusky sidestreets of Manhattan, when the movies killed vaudeville and when the movies in turn were nearly killed by TV—each time, the gloomy mourned the past and doubted the future of show business. Yet each time, show business continued brighter, gayer, more interesting than before. Each phase of its irrepressible evolution reappeared in the next:...
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