still agog at the hathaway biog

it's a bit like me flying all the way to england, driving past london (nothing to see there), so i can enjoy the delights of skegnes.

feminism has a knack

of looking at things from the wrong end of the telescope. so it's only natural that germaine greer has brushed off william shakespeare and chosen to write a biography about his wife, anne hathaway, instead. (a subject which is of no interest to anybody.)

i won't be wasting my time reading it. but hopefully it's full of details about anne's frustrations at being taken for granted, her efforts to get their 3 girls into good schools, and her attempts to get william to do more around the house.

for an encore maybe greer's next book will be about emily dickinson's cat or collette's milkman.

rachel hooked us up

i've been going to bed with shakespeare every night this week. and he's so good. the things he says. please don't tell his wife.