I sometimes wonder what Shakespeare would have thought about the many mundane inflictions suffered by his profoundly existential* soliloquy. These days anything can be the question. To shop, to eat? No more! When Shakespeare posed the question – the real one – he questioned the very notion of existence. To be or not to be? Today anyone with a spoonful of learning feels quite at home flippantly reciting the phrase with complete disregard for its gravity. (Quoting Shakespeare, after all, is a sign of intelligence, is it not? Hmmm.)
A discourse saturated with deconstructive, referential mutations has become the hallmark of contemporary society. I recently read an article about the decline of the traditional fairytale in our post-modern world. Shrek, it would seem, has huffed and puffed and blown the house down. Everyone is disillusioned. Those who are not, are obviously on Zoloft. Or should be. Cynicism is the new pessimism (although both actually remain realism). In the midst of this crisis, however, we have developed a penchant for a somewhat worrisome assumption – people care about blogs. Go figure.
It is in the light of this paradox that I enter the blogosphere and bear my well-considered thoughts for the world to read.
*Shakespeare’s ignorance of existentialism aside, of course.
I imagine it must wait to be seen whether your well-considered thoughts will be well-considered by the world… [that sounded wittier in my head. -sigh-]
Good start. I look forward to more of your blog.
Toekie-toekie…. kooo-kooo
Looking forward to reading more of your interesting thoughts.
Ah, the long silence of thoughts falling into place… or not…
quote eerder np van wyk louw as jy wil slim lyk. sy hare was way cooler as shakespeare s’n