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Right Angle: Backstage (05-05-2020)

When in the course of human events, three men get together to discuss what shows to host this week….they do it, and they spend an inordinate tme laughing. Thank you, to our Members for making this possible.

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I highly recommend the works of Richard Mitchell, AKA The Underground Grammarian on the subject of education. He was a professor of English for many years who was appalled by the poor thinking and rotten writing of his academic colleagues, administrators, and students. But the political consequences of such criticism would be extreme, so he strapped on his mask and took up the identity of The Underground Grammarian, armed with a first rate wit and his poison pen he skewers all the right villains.

After his death in 2002, he had all of his works uploaded to the Internet for free at https://sourcetext.com/grammarian/ I especially recommend “The Graves of Academe”, “The Gift of Fire”, and a publication of The Underground Tractarian Society: “What to do till the Undertaker Comes”. Everything he did was clear thinking and good writing of the first order.

If you check the news, you’ll find a story where a judge in Texas not only fined a woman for reopening her salon before being given permission, but also threw her in jail because she refused to apologize for being “selfish” and endangering her community. That’s TEXAS…

I love Jabberwocky! It always reminds me of a silly poem my grandfather would recite to make me and my brother laugh when we were kids. You can sing it to half of O, Suzanna, too.

It doesn’t involve nonsense words, but every line contains an element that contradicts itself, and it ends in the second half with a phenomenal series of puns:

It was midnight on the ocean
Not a streetcar was in sight.
The sun was shining brightly
And it rained all day that night.

It was a summer night in winter
And the rain was snowing fast
While a barefoot boy with shoes on
Stood sitting in the grass.

The rain was pouring down,
The moon was shining bright,
And everything that you could see
Was hidden out of sight.

The cows were making cowlicks
The bells were ringing wet
The bumblebees were making bums
And smoking cigarettes

It was evening, and the rising sun
Was setting in the West.
The little fishies in the trees
Were huddled in their nests.

The man behind the counter
Was a lady old and gray
Who used to peddle shoestrings
On the road to Mandalay

He stepped into a stable
And came out a little hoarse
So he jumped upon his golfstick
And he rode around the course

“Good evening sir,” the woman said
Her eyes were dry with tears
As she put her head between her feet
And stood that way for years

Her children, six, were orphans,
Except one tiny tot;
He lived inside a big, old house
Upon a vacant lot

While the organ peeled potatoes
Lard was rendered by the choir.
While the Sexton wrung the dishrag
Someone set the church on fire.

“Holy smoke!” the preacher shouted.
In the rain he lost his hair.
Now his head resembles Heaven,
For there is no parting there.

I just taught the Scottish Play to my AP class. There’s so much more there than most people realize.

Nature goes haywire in the kingdom because M and Lady M don’t commit a crime, they commit a sin. Crime is what happens when your actions reject man’s order. Sin is what happens when your actions reject the divine order.

They each reject their own nature (Lady M most explicitly…”unsex me here … That no compunctious visitings of nature Shake my fell purpose … Come to my woman’s breasts, And take my milk for gall”)

Her rejection of her feminine nature (and the androgyny of the witches) makes for interesting discussions of “nature” vis-à-vis modern sensibilities regarding trans people, to say the least.

On top of it, Shakespeare encodes elements of his moderately concealed Catholicism throughout (he does the same with Hamlet) when he has M walk the audience through the fact that he is about to satisfy all three requirements for mortal sin, and even when he comes to regret what he has done, he has no remedy because there is no sacrament of confession available to him in the play (Claudius has the same thing happen to him). It’s a lightly concealed subversion of the claims of the Established Church.

The play is regarded as so twisted it cannot be named because nature is subverted in so many places throughout.

Then, to top it all off, we must remember the context of its premiere. Lady M can be seen as a criticism of Elizabeth I, and the play (one of his later plays) was performed for the first time for her successor, James I, in the wake of the Gunpowder Plot and the king’s reneging on his promises of tolerance for Catholics. It’s a play about the murder of a Scottish king played before a Scottish king in the wake of a massive murder plot…and it’s told through the eyes of the murderer!

The way that Bill explained what he meant in that quote I mentioned is exactly how I took him to mean it. I just know that it’s possible to interpret those words to mean something similar to “You didn’t build that.” I think there’s a danger that people don’t understand that there’s a crucial difference between the meanings. I fear that many people don’t see that and think just as Scott said, that the country actually did make their achievements possible but they don’t grasp that that’s the same socialist idea that 0bama meant yet they think they’re *opposing* his statement.

Sorry, I’m trying to write this quickly and the subtlety here deserves a better explanation.

Thanks for the topic suggestion, Michael. I think you’ll find the show interesting. I did.

Politicians and the Media don’t know the difference between Govern and Rule. For Govern think governor used on an engine for Rule think King. One keeps the engine from destroying itself the other orders the engine to destroy itself.

I was going to down arrow that, but will just leave it. I prefer the Korean lunch reference

When I first logged in tonight, i saw a post labelled A word from Bill Whittle. Then i refreshed the screen and it went away. What happened?

You logged in, and thus the message inviting you to become a Member disappeared.

I didn’t get to read it. Anyway you can post it to the member’s blog so we can see what Bill wrote?

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