Wednesday, March 4, 2020


A blessed labour, my most solemn liege:

-Gloucester

Richard III                              Act II, scene i, line 52


Richard (Gloucester) has just entered the room and his brother King Edward IV has informed him that they have just made peace enmity, fair love of hate, Between these swelling wrong-incensed peers. And Richard responds with today’s Totally Random line. But of course that’s complete baloney on the part of Richard because he, more than any other, is responsible for all of the discord that Edward has been attempting to settle. 

Richard is a good example of someone who is not what he purports to be. In this play he’s a downright weasel. Historians differ as to how much of a weasel he actually was, and how much of his weaselness was made up or exaggerated by Will for the sake of drama. But in this play, make no mistake about it; he is a weasel.

This is my impersonation of a weasel. Well, sort of. It's actually an otter, but that's pretty close. What do you think?

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