The Bald Soprano satirizes the pretensions of the middle class. The first words of the play are the stage directions, “SCENE: A middle-class English interior, with English armchairs.” The play ruthlessly undermines this world of bourgeois comfort—of armchairs, slippers, and pipe-smoking—by presenting its inhabitants as grotesque and clueless fools who nevertheless retain a smug sense of self-importance. At the beginning of the play, Mrs. Smith recounts how she abstained from having wine with desert “because [she] did not wish to set the children a bad example of gluttony. They must learn to be sober and temperate.” By the end of the play, though, she’s frantically shouting, “Such caca, such caca, such caca […].” This total collapse of “sobriety” and middle-class manners in such a short span of time shows the flimsiness of such pretensions. Mary, the maid, is the only halfway sane character in the play, but the Smiths deem her display of affection for the Fire Chief “[a] little too exhibitionistic” and drag her off stage. Ionesco delights in skewering these prim bourgeois standards, revealing their absurdity by having the middle-class characters who uphold them unravel into insanity and degradation.
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Societal Expectations and Middle-Class Values Quotes in The Bald Soprano
MRS. SMITH: There, it’s nine o’clock. We’ve drunk the soup, and eaten the fish and chips, and the English salad. The children have drunk English water. We’ve eaten well this evening. That’s because we live in the suburbs of London and because our name is Smith.
MR. MARTIN: Don't you feel well? [Silence.]
MRS. SMITH: No, he's wet his pants. [Silence.]
MRS. MARTIN: Oh, sir, at your age, you shouldn't. [Silence.]
MR. SMITH: The heart is ageless. [Silence.]
MR. MARTIN: That's true. [Silence.] MRS. SMITH: So they say. [Silence.]
MRS. MARTIN: They also say the opposite [Silence.]
MR. SMITH: The truth lies somewhere between the two [Silence.]
MR. MARTIN: That’s true. [Silence]
Well, then! [He coughs again in a voice shaken by emotion:] "The Dog and the Cow," an experimental fable. Once upon a time another cow asked another dog: "Why have you not swallowed your trunk?" "Pardon me," replied the dog, "it is because I thought that I was an elephant."
MR. MARTIN: If that is the case...dear friends...these emotions are understandable, human, honorable...
MRS. MARTIN: All that is human is honorable.
MRS. SMITH: Even so, I don't like to see it... here among us...
MR. SMITH: She's not been properly brought up...
The polypoids were burning in the wood
A stone caught fire
The castle caught fire
The forest caught fire
The men caught fire
The women caught fire
The birds caught fire
The fish caught fire
The water caught fire
The sky caught fire
The ashes caught fire
The smoke caught fire
The fire caught fire
Everything caught fire,
Caught fire, caught fire.
MRS. MARTIN: Bazaar, Balzac, bazooka!
MR. MARTIN: Bizarre, beaux-arts, brassieres!
MRS. SMITH: A,e,i,o,u, a,e,i,o,u, a,e,i,o,u, i!
MRS. MARTIN: B, c, d, f g, 1, m, n, p, r, s, t, v, w, x, z!