King Lear

[poliphilo]

Poor naked wretches, whereso'er you are,
That bide the pelting of this pitiless storm,
How shall your houseless heads and unfed sides,
Your loop'd and window'd raggedness, defend you
From seasons such as these? O! I have ta'en
Too little care of this.

(Act III, scene iv)

Comments

[poliphilo.livejournal.com]

Behold the Man!

[amritarosa.livejournal.com]

yeah, and I don't mean the nature-is-renovated-by-fire meaning, either

off with his head.

[poliphilo.livejournal.com]

I think it may well come off over this.

Pity he doesn't have an election he can lose.

[four-thorns.livejournal.com]

if only we had the spine for an impeachment, lord knows there's reason enough...

[poliphilo.livejournal.com]

From what I've read there's just no-one big enough, and gutsy enough, to lead that kind of movement. The official opposition has folded.

It's been a similar story in Britain. The Conservatives, supposedly the official opposition, have just gone, "yes sir, no sir, three bags full, sir" to everything Blair has done.

[jackiejj.livejournal.com]

Okay, now I am smiling. A little.