Thursday, May 18, 2017

The Bard of Washington

"When in disgrace with fortune and men's eyes I all alone beweep my outcast state and trouble deaf heaven with my bootless cries and look upon myself and curse my fate."
While the Bard of Avon may not have quite imagined this particular invocation, there is more than a little Shakespearean resemblance in the travails of the embattled and embittered monarch careening from one self inflicted wound to the next.
"No politician in history- and I say this with great surety - has been treated worse or more unfairly." While this phrasing may be plodding and not possess the depth or gravitas of the great poet, Mr. Trump does wax inelegantly as one unjustly persecuted, maligned and mistreated.
It is as if we are witness to a play of universal and epic proportion, unfolding scene by scene, the audience in rapt attention, the scrivener a master at bringing those in attendance to an emotional fevered pitch.
I believe Shakespeare would have much admired the complexity of this work,  the stage filled with characters of intense passions, the maelstrom created by a person of moral depravity, immense ego, consumed with an insatiable desire to be revered. From the most elevated of heights, performing a high wire act where the next strong gust could result in the most incredible of falls.
A tragedy both unimaginable and as real as today's news. From the mind of the Bard of Washington.

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