
Illustrations by Palesa Monareng.
A Deeper Look at Trumps Kennedy Center Debacle
Whats going on at DCs top arts institutionand what it means for people who love it most.
Written by Sylvie McNamara, Kate Corliss, Andrew Beaujon and Dara Mathis | Published on June 25, 2026
As of this writing, the Kennedy Center is in limbo. No programming is scheduled after July 5, though a court said the institution couldnt close. President Trump announced that he wants nothing more to do with the place, yet he remains the chairman of its board. We have no idea what will happen next. Will the opera company return? Will the National Symphony Orchestra play there this fall? Will anyone play there, or will the center languish while remaining nominally open? What we do know is that the chaos this administration has wroughtthe politicized takeover, the exodus of staff, the plunging ticket sales and reputational devastationwill take years and years to undo. And we also know that the Kennedy Center is beloved. Its an institution that incubates great artists, delights audiences, and reminds our nation of its highest ideals: free expression, individuality, curiosity across difference, shared joy. Heres our tribute to the Kennedy Center, a series of stories about whats happening there and how it all feels to those who care deeply about the place.
The Superfan
Don Carlsen Has Seen It All
A former cab driver has spent the past 50 years attending basically every NSO performance

On Gianandrea Nosedas final night conducting at the Kennedy Center before its planned closure, the first person who stood to applaud was an elderly man at the front of the hall. He looked a bit like Tiresias, with a white beard and rheumy eyes, pants cinched over his ample frame. This was Donald Carlsen, age 78, a retired cab driver whos perhaps the National Symphony Orchestras biggest fan.
For more than 50 years, Carlsen has been a fixture at the Kennedy Center. Night after night, he sits in the same seatat the very front, in the very centerbasking in the orchestras sound, hoping hell be transported to heaven. Thats how he puts it: that sometimes at a concert, theres a greatness where you feel like youre going to heaven, which happens once every ten or 12 times. He lives for it. That night, he found the NSOs performance of Puccinis Suor Angelica breathtaking but not quite celestial, though he said that for one exquisite moment at the end, hed felt tugged in a heavenward direction.
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