It’s a beautiful sunny morning and I’m feeling lucky to be alive and very thankful for everything I have, which above all is a degree of control over my own destiny… something most of us do have. It reminded me of how lucky we are in the modern world, especially in Europe and the developed world.
Not long ago I was working doing charity work in Guatemala for people who had no control over their lives above and beyond relying on hideously badly paid manual labour in coffee plantations owned by the likes of Nescafe.
Back in the sixteenth century, there was a man who, although incredibly privileged and from a position of high birth, had absolutely no control over his real destiny, even less so than the coffee workers of guatemala, but who chose to express his frustrations in the most indelibly poetic way imaginable; by writing amazing plays such as Romeo and Juliet, Hamlet, Macbeth and many more. That man was forced to find someone to hide behind, a stooge who could protect his identity. The stooge was, of course, William Shakespeare. We’ve all grown up thinking that Shakespeare was a genius playwright and poet, but he was in fact a moderate actor and reasonable corn trader, who through very specific reasons, was chosen by the true author to be the front man for the plays.
If that interests you at all, you might consider going to my website www.rexrichards.com and downloading the sample of my new book Shakespeare’s Truth which goes through who really wrote the plays, as well as a whole pile of other things, in the context of an easy to read and fun thriller. I would really value your opinion.
Something to enjoy in the occasional blasts of sultry winter sun? 🙂