Shakespeare Anagram: Twelfth Night

February 18th, 2017

From Twelfth Night:

As the old hermit of Prague, that never saw pen and ink, very wittily said to a niece of King Gorboduc, “That that is is.”

Shift around the letters, and it becomes:

At his unhinged fake press conference took to brag, Trump lied away, distorting to validate his vanity with hate.

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Shakespeare Anagram: A Midsummer Night’s Dream

February 11th, 2017

From A Midsummer Night’s Dream:

The dove pursues the griffin; the mild hind
Makes speed to catch the tiger: bootless speed,
When cowardice pursues and valour flies.

Shift around the letters, and it becomes:

Paid fops chid Warren, cut off to divulge the King letter.

Nevertheless, she persisted.

Ah, she has now succeeded to a sublimer podium.

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Shakespeare Anagram: Love’s Labour’s Lost

February 11th, 2017

From Love’s Labour’s Lost:

What did the Russian whisper in your ear?

Shift around the letters, and it becomes:

Putin (hard): Iran war!

White House: Yes, sir! – D.

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Thursday Morning Riddle

February 9th, 2017

I’m an old-time screen icon who carries it still;
I’m bestowing the property left in your will;
The Commander-in-Chief on the half-Franklin bill;
And conceding a point, or a wish to fulfill.

Who am I?

UPDATE: Riddle solved by Rebecca. See comments for answer.

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Shakespeare Anagram: Richard II

February 4th, 2017

Civic protest can take many forms. Some choose to march. Others write letters and call their representatives. A few even organize members of their community to ignite collective activism.

But as far as I know, I’m the only one anagramming passages from Shakespeare into snide political commentary and posting it to the Internet.

And so, the struggle continues…

From Richard II:

Or if it be, ’tis with false sorrow’s eye,
Which for things true weeps things imaginary.

Shift around the letters, and it becomes:

I press your ire: Shifty thief tries to win a show fight with “Bowling Green Massacre.”

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How NOT To Hate Shakespeare

January 29th, 2017

In this October 2016 TED talk, Shakespearean actor and educator Rob Crisell makes a passionate argument for Shakespeare, for teaching Shakespeare, and for teaching Shakespeare through performance. Whether you’re already with him on these three points or not, it’s well worth checking out:




Enjoy!

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Shakespeare Anagram: Macbeth

January 28th, 2017

There’s just something about this play that lends itself well to quoting during these trying days.

From Macbeth:

I think our country sinks beneath the yoke;
It weeps, it bleeds, and each new day a gash
Is added to her wounds

Shift around the letters, and it becomes:

I can’t handle the outrages. It synchs worse and worse.

The needy White House id obeys Putin and a KKK baddie.

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Shakespeare Anagram: Macbeth

January 21st, 2017

Today, I’m sending good thoughts out to the protesters in DC and around the country who are sending a powerful message that the voices of dissent cannot and will not be silenced.

From Macbeth:

By the pricking of my thumbs,
Something wicked this way comes.

Shift around the letters, and it becomes:

Check this:

Trump embodies misogyny.

It’s why women fight back.

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Thursday Morning Riddle

January 5th, 2017

I’m a desktop device, but may not be a Mac;
To sequester a prisoner safe from the pack;
When you choose careful words so as not to attack;
And a reason to search so arrests don’t come back.

Who am I?

UPDATE: Riddle solved by Asher. See comments for answer.

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Ten Years

January 1st, 2017

Ten years ago today, I started a journey called “Shakespeare Teacher” that hoped to entertain, enlighten, and energize a small but dedicated audience of readers.

The world was different back then. George W. Bush was in the White House, and my dissatisfaction with that reality drove a lot of my early posts. I found myself with a lot to say, and Web 2.0 offered a unique platform to express my opinions and offer my analysis. When Barack Obama took office, I still cared about politics, but my edge became dulled by complacency.

I mostly sat out this past election because it was awful and because I thought Donald Trump could not possibly win. That was a mistake. Now, I find myself once again with a lot to say, but my platform for saying it is no longer what is was. Web 2.0 technologies have taken a backseat to social media, and most of us get our news and analysis folded in with our baby pictures and viral videos. Is there still a place for the Shakespeare Teacher and his twopence? I’m thinking that there just may be, if I can play to my strengths.

I’ve become very aware of the way that language is being twisted and manipulated in politics and society, and I can write about that. New policies will affect education and the arts, and I can write about that. We will see parallels between real life as it emerges and Shakespeare’s examinations of power, and I can write about that. And, of course, I can still entertain with the word games, puzzles, riddles, and anagrams that have come to define this tiny little corner of the Internet for the past decade. I might even write about teaching Shakespeare from time to time.

The Shakespeare Teacher is back. If you’re in, I’m in.

Happy New Year.

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