JULIET
What’s in a name? That which we call a vuvuzela by any other name would
sound as sweet.
ANTONY
Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your ears. I come not to bury
Caesar, but to blow this plastic bugle that he loved so much for some
peculiar reason.
HAMLET
To B-flat or not to B-flat—perhaps to A-sharp. That is the question.
AMIENS
Blow, blow, thou winter wind! But thou, thou legion trumpeters, please stop.
TITUS
These horns are razors to my wounded heart.
SHYLOCK
If you prick us, do we not bleed? If you tickle us, do we not laugh? If
you poison us, do we not die? And if you play that vile instrument to us,
shall we not become irritable and maybe even violent?
OTHELLO
A horned man’s a monster and a beast.
IAGO
There’s many a beast then in Johannesburg.
OTHELLO
Word.
HAMLET
Do you think I am easier to be played on than a vu—
POLONIUS
BRNNnnNNnnNnNnnnNNnn…
Posted June 28, 2010, 9 am
