“Tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day
To the last syllable of recorded time,
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way of dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!
Life’s but a walking shadow, a poor player
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage
And then is heard no more. It is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury.
Signifying nothing.”
(Act. 5. sc. 5, 20-29)
And so is this miserable S.O.B., this inferior actor
who once strutted and puffed out his chest upon the world stage;
this raving lunatic full of grandiose delusions,
pathological lies and meaningless gestures;
this incompetent moron and malignant narcissist;
this remorseless fiend and murderer of all that is good
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day
To the last syllable of recorded time,
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools
The way of dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!
Life’s but a walking shadow, a poor player
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage
And then is heard no more. It is a tale
Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury.
Signifying nothing.”
(Act. 5. sc. 5, 20-29)
who once strutted and puffed out his chest upon the world stage;
this raving lunatic full of grandiose delusions,
pathological lies and meaningless gestures;
this incompetent moron and malignant narcissist;
this remorseless fiend and murderer of all that is good
is finally arraigned.
Unlike Macbeth, who leaves us with pity,
trump educes even more revulsion.
Unlike Macbeth, who leaves us with pity,
trump educes even more revulsion.
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