Musicals are great. You have great songs, great dancing, good looking women, handsome men, and big production numbers. What you don't have is any reasoning to it all.

Three sailors from the 1940's leave a bar to go back to their ship. Suddenly, dancing breaks out. What? Dancing? Three sailors in those days weren't going back to their ship by tap dancing. They were going back by crawling and puking. Fact is, the shore patrol would have to drag their sorry butts back. Tap dancing? Sailors?

"Reports say these guys were tap dancing", the shore patrol tells their captain.

"Tap dancing.... Tap dancing? They'll be old and dead before they get shore leave again. In fact, I might just flog them."

Then there's Oklahoma. There's a drought there. There's been a drought there for 500 years. That's why the federal government gave the land away. That way all the stupid people would be in one place. Some day some President is going to clean up the gene pool by nuking Oklahoma.

"Well, sure, it'll cost you the electoral votes in Oklahoma but the rest of the country-", the President's top advisor tells him.

No, in this story a guy comes along who can make it rain. All the people are good looking and well dressed. No repulsive people in Oklahoma. No poor folks either. If it was a rain dance it would make sense. But it isn't.

"Ain't rainin' none but sure is kickin' the dust up a mite."

"Well, I hopes it works. I gettin' tired a drinking this here black crap."

Then the King of Siam gets into the singing stuff. That's fine for him. Who's going to tell him he sounds like a toad? Fine for him but Siam fell apart after that. It was so embarrassing they changed the name of the country. That's the gospel truth.