|11:15 pm - Lear Lessons|
From King Lear, Act III, sc. 4., a quote as timely for our own economic injustices as it is timeless about compassion. While you're at it, read this brilliantly-written review of Derek Jacobi's Lear, now playing at BAM.
Poor naked wretches, wheresoe’er you are,
That bide the pelting of this pitiless storm,
How shall your houseless heads and unfed sides,
Your loop’d and window’d raggedness, defend you
From seasons such as these? O! I have ta’en
Too little care of this. Take physic, pomp;
Expose thyself to feel what wretches feel,
That thou mayst shake the superflux to them,
And show the heavens more just.
And while I'm at it, thank you thank you Mary Stein for having the ticket and wanting me there.