Writing the Hamlet paper. As I think about, and try to put into my words, Hamlet’s lamentation of his condition, Merle Haggard sings softly in the background.
Says Hamlet:
I have of late – but wherefore I know not, – lost all my mirth, forgone all custom of exercises; and, indeed, it goes so heavily with my disposition that this goodly frame, the earth, seems to me a sterile promontory….
What a piece of work is Man…
And yet, to me, what is this quintessence of dust? Man delights not me…
Says Merle Haggard:
Wishing all these old things were new…
Ahhh, the human condition.
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