in which the sight of injured waterfowl fails to cheer our protagonist

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The Hurt Penguin sale at the UVic Bookstore left me unimpressed. It was a series of smallish heaps of contemporary remainders, average price about $6.99, their main injury being the black marker strike that indicated their status as remainders. The advertisement suggested books "From $1" but all the ones I saw were several times removed from that ideal unity.

I realize one ought not to be surprised by this sort of wan intellectual betrayal, but when you advertise with clever variations of the Penguin logo in various states of injury -- water and smoke damage, fading, etc. -- I expect to see said logos upon said books. There weren't above three Classics in the lot. I was hoping for, you know, obscure Jacobean dramatists. Secondary gothics. Modern near-classic oddities. Not fourteen copies of a low-carb cookbook and one Catherine Parr Traill.

The Shakespeare class discussion today was about The Question of Authorship, which made an interesting 10-minute presentation but a tedious discussion, since none of us have the scholarly background to say anything useful or even identify the chief arguments.

My knee kept going out as I tried to walk to class. And I burnt my mouth on my coffee. I hate everything.

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It was the Bird and no-one but the Bird

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So says Yorick. Marlowe? Bacon? DeVerre? Are you kidding? Academic snobs are the only ones who assume Shakespeare couldn't have written everything he wrote. That coming from people who took 10 years to finish their thesis papers. Sure, he was just a kid from a backwater hole, but he could read, and he knew people. Couldn't tell a joke to save himself, but he could make a line scan like nobody's business. Trust me, it was all The Bird of Avon.

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ed: sorry, Ghost got in the machine... \i/

Re: It was the Bird and no-one but the Bird

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Well they do say by textual analysis thingy that Fletcher co-wrote Henry VIII and um... that other one. But I agree, really. Why would we need a much more complicated explanation for something that wasn't particularly mysterious? Did we just expect him to be taller?

I always feel slightly alarmed that he wrote Henry VIII at all. It seemed like too recent history to be completely safe, though obviously he didn't get in any trouble for it.

Hmm.

I've just expressed a worry that someone who died four hundred years ago will somehow retroactively have gotten into trouble. Presumably when the timestream becomes mutable due to the interference of the Daleks or something.

I wonder if I worry too much.

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