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.

The End

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.

The End

Thursday Morning Riddle

December 29th, 2016

When the boss is away, I’m the second who subs;
A bad habit or weakness, like drinking in pubs;
I can clamp down your axles, go work on your hubs;
And the Miami squad that boasts Crockett and Tubbs.

Who am I?

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

The End

Shakespeare Anagram: Richard II

November 12th, 2016

From Richard II:

As dissolute as desperate; yet, through both,
I see some sparkles of a better hope,
Which elder days may happily bring forth.

Shift around the letters, and it becomes:

Iran deal hedges? Obamacare posts possible? Let’s pray the freakish tragedy the Trump White House hotly forbodes is hype.

The End

Thursday Morning Riddle

July 28th, 2016

I’m to make dirty money you’ll probably wash;
I’m put over your shoes like a snow-day galosh;
The loud clamorous noise you might hear at a mosh;
And the hand-held equipment for tennis or squash.

Who am I?

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

The End

Thursday Morning Riddle

July 21st, 2016

I’m the coral pink tissue your teeth poke out through;
I’m a rubber adhesive: a postage stamp glue;
I’m to clog up the works; a detective’s wet shoe;
And by golly, by gee; I’m a stick that you chew.

Who am I?

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

The End

Thursday Morning Riddle

June 30th, 2016

I can process a product, or generate power;
I blend in the crowd, but I’m paid by the hour;
I’m placing fake evidence, crops, or a flower;
And Led Zeppelin’s frontman, his fans would devour.

Who am I?

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

The End

Shakespeare Anagram: Cymbeline

June 25th, 2016

The United Kingdom has voted to leave the European Union. What might Shakespeare say?

From Cymbeline:

Our Britain seems as of it, but not in ’t

Shift around the letters, and it becomes:

It’s best not to ruin from anti-EU bias.

The End

Shakespeare Anagram: Richard III

May 28th, 2016

From Richard III:

Woe to that land that’s govern’d by a child!

Shift around the letters, and it becomes:

HC: Donald got a tenth bad TV reality show.

The End

Thursday Morning Riddle

May 12th, 2016

I’m some notes played in jazz; I’m a taste of a sweet;
I’m the crackle of flames; I’m to savagely beat;
An ephemeral stream; to completely defeat;
And a small block of salt that your cattle might eat.

Who am I?

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

The End