April 5, 2010

• I Do Not Judge a Man…..

   

  I do not judge a man by his race.

  I do not judge a man by his religion, or beliefs.

  I do not judge a man by the colour of his skin, or by what good job he has. or by how well he is educated, or how cool a person he is, how handsome or beautiful, how smoothly or convincingly he speaks, by what cars or houses he owns, by the size of his swimming pool.

  Most especially I do not judge he or she by the degree of his wealth.

  No, by none of these things.

   

  I judge him solely by his ability to do Richard The Third impressions.

   

   

  Give me another horse! Bind up my wounds! 

   

  I shall despair. There is no creature loves me;
    And if I die, no should will pity me.
      And, wherefore should they, since that I myself
        Find in myself no pity to myself?

   

  Harp not on that string, madam; that is past.

   

  Thou art a traitor.
    Off with his head! Now by Saint Paul I swear
      I will not dine until I see the same.

   

  O coward conscience, how dost thou afflict me.

   

  Now is the winter of our discontent
  Made glorious summer by this son of York;
  And all the clouds that low’r'd upon our house
  In the deep bosom of the ocean buried.

  
   

  I, that am curtail’d of this fair proportion,
  Cheated of feature by dissembling nature,
  Deform’d, unfinish’d, sent before my time
  Into this breathing world, scarce half made up,
  And that so lamely and unfashionable,
  That dogs bark at me, as I halt by them,—
  
  

  
   Yes, that wretched man, that sluttish woman, who cannot do a passable Richard III impression, I judge, and count as not fit to crawl upon the face of this earth.

   

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