Good point. Reminds me of an exchange between Hamlet and his mom.
QUEEN GERTRUDE Ay me, what act, That roars so loud, and thunders in the index?
HAMLET Look here, upon this picture, and on this, The counterfeit presentment of two brothers. See, what a grace was seated on this brow; Hyperion's curls; the front of Jove himself; An eye like Mars, to threaten and command; A station like the herald Mercury New-lighted on a heaven-kissing hill; A combination and a form indeed, Where every god did seem to set his seal, To give the world assurance of a man: This was your husband. Look you now, what follows: Here is your husband; like a mildew'd ear, Blasting his wholesome brother. Have you eyes? Could you on this fair mountain leave to feed, And batten on this moor? Ha! have you eyes? You cannot call it love; for at your age The hey-day in the blood is tame, it's humble, And waits upon the judgment: and what judgment Would step from this to this? Sense, sure, you have, Else could you not have motion; but sure, that sense Is apoplex'd; for madness would not err, Nor sense to ecstasy was ne'er so thrall'd But it reserved some quantity of choice, To serve in such a difference. What devil was't That thus hath cozen'd you at hoodman-blind? Eyes without feeling, feeling without sight, Ears without hands or eyes, smelling sans all, Or but a sickly part of one true sense Could not so mope. O shame! where is thy blush? Rebellious hell, If thou canst mutine in a matron's bones, To flaming youth let virtue be as wax, And melt in her own fire: proclaim no shame When the compulsive ardour gives the charge, Since frost itself as actively doth burn And reason panders will.
"Here is your husband; like a mildew'd ear".....nothing written in this century could express Kerry better than this!!
"...reminds me of an exchange between Hamlet and his mom."
Whilst reading Hamlet's pleas and accusations, I was reminded that Mrs Heinz-Kerry also has children from her first marriage, who would not be without their own opinions. The Heinz legacy is their birthright. A modern day version of Hamlet is not beyond the realm of possibilities.
'Mother, look at these pictures; here he is, dressed in a bunny suit, he can't even throw or kick a ball, he tells lies, half of the country is laughing at him. He makes you look stupid, as if you have no pride at all, people are saying he only married you for your money. Dad must be turning over in his grave... Mom, there's no way your husband can win this election. Why are you doing this?
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In Australia, we do not see much of Kerry on TV (thank goodness) but what is noticed is that he appears to be almost afraid of his audience when he speaks. He loses track, speaks haltingly, scratches himself and fidgets.
Now isn't that exactly what a lying schoolboy does?