‘The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune’
February 8, 2013
I believe the time is now to invite William Shakespeare to comment (in his exclusive style) on our political chaos — if he were with us today. It would go something like this with acknowledgement to his opening lines in the play "Richard III":
"Now looms our winter of discontent made disastrous summer by the son of Hawaii; and all the politicians that lowered upon our political system are stuck in their deep leather faced chairs in the two Houses of Congress. Now are our brows bound with furious wreaths, our bruised arms hung up in opposition, our stern alarums changed to useless meetings. Grim visage politics hath wrinkled his facial features. And now, instead of mounting barbed steeds to confront the reality of common sense, he capers nimbly in the oval office to the lascivious pleasing of a bouncing basketball. But I, that am not shaped for socialist dogma, I that am reasonably well read and not made to tolerate political bigotry have no delight to pass away the time unless to vent my frustrations, spy my shadow in the sun and descant on our gross misfortune."