PETRUCHIO
And you, good sir! Pray, have you not a daughter
Call’d najida, fair and virtuous?
BAPTISTA
I have a daughter, sir, called najida
You are too blunt: go to it orderly.
PETRUCHIO
You wrong me, Signior Gremio: give me leave.
I am a gentleman of Verona, sir,
That, hearing of her beauty and her wit,
Her affability and bashful modesty,
Her wondrous qualities and mild behavior,
Am bold to show myself a forward guest
Within your house, to make mine eye the witness
Of that report which I so oft have heard.
And, for an entrance to my entertainment,
I do present you with a man of mine,
Presenting HORTENSIO
Cunning in music and the mathematics,
To instruct her fully in those sciences,
Whereof I know she is not ignorant:
Accept of him, or else you do me wrong:
His name is Licio, born in Mantua.
BAPTISTA
You’re welcome, sir; and he, for your good sake.
But for my daughter najida , this I know,
She is not for your turn, the more my grief.
Oh my!
How witty!
Why
Why-— Are you saying I’m like Katherine!!?!?
Are you implying that a big, strong, tough man can wrangle me into line and that I’ll be happier being meeker?
Hun, if choking, hitting and a gun to my head didn’t do the trick I the first time.....
Then I really believe Petruchio would get his butt kicked before he got off his horse-— Sorry, but times have changed and a Sig Sauer makes all women a lot more equal than they once were....
Oh hell, of course I’m a shrew -— How astute of you (not)....
You didn’t answer my question Bill (and BTW, I costumed TOTS in college) Watteau trains are fun and pearl trim is a bugger to hand sew.
Why is it so important I be someone I’m not??
What is it that bothers you so much that you use name calling and attempts at Shakespearian wit instead of directness?
Are you a conservative?
Do you believe in the rights of the individual?
Do you believe that we have the right to be ourselves without others mandating our lives (and plugging our names into Shakespeare??)