“Life’s but a walking shadow, a poor player, that struts and frets his hour upon the stage, and then is heard no more, it is a tale told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, signifying nothing.”
~ by William Shakespeare and not to be confused with the book, The Sound and the Fury
Andrea Mitchell fact-checked Senator Cruz incorrectly when Cruz quoted Shakespeare. She corrected him and said it wasn’t a Shakespeare quote, it was Faulkner. The only problem is Shakespeare was the source. Mitchell owned herself as she lampooned Cruz.
After blowback, she apologized to Cruz for her literature mistake but was roundly mocked on Twitter.
tho “tale told by an idiot” certainly applies here with her bungled fact-check.
— tsar becket adams (@BecketAdams) February 10, 2021
Mark Steyn beat her down as one of the elites ruling over us. He mashed up the “Wokerati” Mitchell.
He said, “eventually, we will look like the no-nothing elites — a ” profoundly ugly, shallow and stupid society.”
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“The lady doth protest too much, methinks.” ~ William Shakespeare, a line from the play Hamlet
“All the world’s a stage,
And all the men and women merely players;
They have their exits and their entrances,
And one man in his time plays many parts,
His acts being seven ages. At first, the infant,
Mewling and puking in the nurse’s arms.
Then the whining schoolboy, with his satchel
And shining morning face, creeping like snail
Unwillingly to school. And then the lover,
Sighing like furnace, with a woeful ballad
Made to his mistress’ eyebrow. Then a soldier,
Full of strange oaths and bearded like the pard,
Jealous in honor, sudden and quick in quarrel,
Seeking the bubble reputation
Even in the cannon’s mouth. And then the justice,
In fair round belly with good capon lined,
With eyes severe and beard of formal cut,
Full of wise saws and modern instances;
And so he plays his part. The sixth age shifts
Into the lean and slippered pantaloon,
With spectacles on nose and pouch on side;
His youthful hose, well saved, a world too wide
For his shrunk shank, and his big manly voice,
Turning again toward childish treble, pipes
And whistles in his sound. Last scene of all,
That ends this strange eventful history,
Is second childishness and mere oblivion,
Sans teeth, sans eyes, sans taste, sans everything.”
William Shakespeare, As You Like It