The vinyl library record was ancient and warped – apparently a prior library patron had left it in the sun too long – and every time it reached Desdemona’s line: “Tell me Emelia, where did I leave that handkerchief?” the needle would get locked in the groove and repeat the line over and over. Yet that piece of old warped plastic was to me a crack in the universe through which I, rapt and breathless, could eavesdrop on a nobler world: the world of tragic drama. (more…)
Tag: Shakespeare
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Yet more and greater ills by land remain.
The coast, so long desir’d . . .
Thy troops shall reach, but, having reach’d, repent.
Wars, horrid wars, I view a field of blood,
And Tiber rolling with a purple flood.
— The Æneid [1]
I hope Counter-Currents readers are enjoying the first flush of spring and continue to find moments of happiness despite all the petty Javerts in our midst. (more…)
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No author would be able to get away with writing such a story in a novel, it was so fantastic. Providence and Destiny are real. In 2012, a group of amateur enthusiasts and archaeologists traveled to Leicestershire (located in the heart of England), site of the 1485 Battle of Bosworth Field. They were on a quixotic mission: to find the remains of Richard III, England’s most controversial king, in the vast area surrounding the old Grey Friars Church — and on a shoestring budget. (more…)


