― Ned Raggett (Ned), Friday, 21 November 2003 16:03 (twenty years ago) link
― Chris B. Sure (Chris V), Friday, 21 November 2003 16:04 (twenty years ago) link
― Matt DC (Matt DC), Friday, 21 November 2003 16:05 (twenty years ago) link
― J (Jay), Friday, 21 November 2003 17:14 (twenty years ago) link
― Jeanne Fury (Jeanne Fury), Friday, 21 November 2003 17:16 (twenty years ago) link
― A Girl Named Sam (thatgirl), Friday, 21 November 2003 17:18 (twenty years ago) link
― Jeremy the Kingfish (Kingfish), Friday, 21 November 2003 17:46 (twenty years ago) link
― Casuistry (Chris P), Friday, 21 November 2003 18:20 (twenty years ago) link
THE KINGI have been studying how I may compareThis prison where I live unto the world:And for because the world is populousAnd here is not a creature but myself,I cannot do it; yet I'll hammer it out.The better sort,As thoughts of things divine, are intermix'dWith scruples and do set the word itselfAgainst the word:As thus, 'Come, little ones,' and then again,'It is as hard to come as for a camelTo thread the postern of a small needle's eye.'
[grabs crotch]
Thus play I in one person many people,And none contented: sometimes am I king;Then treasons make me wish myself a beggar,And so I am: then crushing penuryPersuades me I was better when a king;Then am I king'd again: and by and byThink that I am unking'd by Sneddon,And straight am nothing: but whate'er I be,Nor I nor any man that but man isWith nothing shall be pleased, till he be easedWith being nothing. Music do I hear?
[Thriller motif sounds offstage; faint laughter of Vincent Price]
Ha, ha! keep time: how sour sweet music is,When time is broke and no proportion kept!So is it in the music of men's lives.And here have I the daintiness of earTo cheque time broke in a disorder'd string;But for the concord of my state and timeHad not an ear to hear my true time broke.
[more offstage music; faint “the kid is not my son”]
Now sir, the sound that tells what hour it isAre clamorous groans, which strike upon my heart,Which is the bell: so sighs and tears and groansShow minutes, times, and hours: but my timeRuns posting on in Sneddon's proud joy,While I stand fooling here, his Jack o' the clock.This music mads me; let it sound no more;For though it have holp madmen to their wits,In me it seems it will make wise men mad.Yet blessing on his heart that gives it me!For 'tis a sign of love; and love to MichaelIs a strange brooch in this all-hating world.
[Blackout; offstage whisper: “who's bad?”]
― brian nemtusak (sanlazaro), Friday, 21 November 2003 21:33 (twenty years ago) link
― Ned Raggett (Ned), Friday, 21 November 2003 21:35 (twenty years ago) link
― brian nemtusak (sanlazaro), Friday, 21 November 2003 21:40 (twenty years ago) link
― Ned Raggett (Ned), Friday, 21 November 2003 21:46 (twenty years ago) link
LADY LATOYA[madly] You there, Foo, come heel to me. And Your Highness,I request an audience to dsicussA mattter most urgent. Prithee, draw near.[aside]What fortune, what chance! With these steps my planNears fruition! The players set, curtainReady, my scheme -- but hold! Tis time![to both]Far be it for one of my station lowTo pose this query so: if this drama be,And more, be true, should not you, rustic clown,Speak free from poesie and rather in proseTo designate proper your vulgar place? Unless! Unless! Yes, there is more, and less!I have stumbled on a masquerade,The Fool, true King, whilst yon Jackson -- knave!
[The King's face begins to melt]
LADY LATOYA Mine eyes! His nose detached and fall'n! Syphilitic?Plastic alchemy 'come parasitic?
― Leee Majors (Leee), Saturday, 22 November 2003 02:46 (twenty years ago) link
Though my enemies fade meI am innocent of these foul crimesand though this judge dost lord o'er mestill I shall dance atop this SUV.
― J (Jay), Saturday, 17 January 2004 14:29 (twenty years ago) link
― emily shitzuo, Saturday, 17 January 2004 19:51 (twenty years ago) link
― Johnney B (Johnney B), Sunday, 18 January 2004 00:10 (twenty years ago) link
― Girolamo Savonarola, Tuesday, 23 November 2004 20:56 (nineteen years ago) link
IT IS TIME!
― Matt DC (Matt DC), Sunday, 30 January 2005 23:34 (nineteen years ago) link
Enter THE KING, MISS JANET, SIR PAUL, SIR MICK, the consul for the defence URI GELLER and for the prosecution ALEX IN NYC.
― Matt DC (Matt DC), Sunday, 30 January 2005 23:47 (nineteen years ago) link
THE KING: Actually, not since 1986.
― Matt DC (Matt DC), Sunday, 30 January 2005 23:56 (nineteen years ago) link
THE KING: 'Tis just another part of me.
― Matt DC (Matt DC), Sunday, 30 January 2005 23:58 (nineteen years ago) link
― The Lex (The Lex), Monday, 31 January 2005 00:50 (nineteen years ago) link
ALEX IN NYC: let the wide arch of brooklyninto the foaming hudson fallbefore these many-cursed villainsonce more attain their liberty. It out-Herods Herod! ha! liberty! what is itbut a yet more spacious cage within whichreprobates and traitors ply their schemes? but let us quiet! - the trial begins!
(aside)i'll daub it thus for now, outrage seeming heaped on outrage until the jurors beg heaven to contend against such villainy! then i'll 'minster the fatal blow; when bashir speaks, the noose will follow!
― debden, Monday, 31 January 2005 16:06 (nineteen years ago) link
― adam.r.l. (nordicskilla), Monday, 31 January 2005 16:16 (nineteen years ago) link
― debden, Monday, 31 January 2005 16:41 (nineteen years ago) link
― Captain GRRRios' Giggletits (Barima), Monday, 31 January 2005 17:30 (nineteen years ago) link
ALEX IN NYC:From what Planet, sirrah, do you come? Are you ignorant, or are you simply dumb--The King of Pop, he stands afore your eyes No Fool would miss such lame disguise.
Enter one of the KING's minions, leading a strange beast on a leash
KING: Ah, 'tis CaliBubbles! Speak, CaliBubbles, speak!
CALIBUBBLES: Ooo! Oooo! Oooo! Eeee! Eee! Eee!
Chorus of JACKSON WASSAILERS: "...Easy as one, two, three."
― The Mad Puffin, Monday, 31 January 2005 17:57 (nineteen years ago) link
― Mr Noodles (Mr Noodles), Monday, 31 January 2005 18:24 (nineteen years ago) link
― debden, Monday, 31 January 2005 18:34 (nineteen years ago) link
― The Mad Puffin, Monday, 31 January 2005 18:52 (nineteen years ago) link
HARK! THE JURY SITS!
― debden, Monday, 31 January 2005 19:08 (nineteen years ago) link
― polyphonic (polyphonic), Monday, 31 January 2005 19:13 (nineteen years ago) link
― The Mad Puffin, Monday, 31 January 2005 19:58 (nineteen years ago) link
Have to agree. His appeal, while maddening, is relentless. Of all the collected wisdom on my personal site, this picture accounts for half of the hits every day, gratis, ususally, google image search. Okay, maybe wisdom is the wrong word...
― EComplex (EComplex), Monday, 31 January 2005 20:45 (nineteen years ago) link
an image
― James Mitchell (James Mitchell), Tuesday, 1 February 2005 03:00 (nineteen years ago) link
― Autumn Almanac (Autumn Almanac), Tuesday, 1 February 2005 03:01 (nineteen years ago) link
― James Mitchell (James Mitchell), Tuesday, 1 February 2005 03:02 (nineteen years ago) link
Enter TIMBERLAKE.
TIMBERLAKE aside:As the path of the sunne in yon skyTh'arc of Fame doth live, and doth die.Renown once held must in some wise stopI shall usurp his crown of Pop.
Once I was but a mere Boy amongst a band.My moves were freshe, but my beats, they were bland.Then a vexèd wardrobe shocked each rubeNow my Fame rests on one piercèd boob.
― The Mad Puffin, Tuesday, 1 February 2005 14:52 (nineteen years ago) link
TIMBERLAKE:as with you my liege'tis but the native hue of resolutionsicklied o'er with the pale cast of thought
THE KING:damned insolence! (aside)yet this leads nowherei shall consult my soothsayer! call geller!
enter GELLER
THE KING: is't true soothsayerthat in the movement of swallowso'erarching the cerulean firmamentthat shadowy arc which divides men from stars thou can'st divine man's fortunes?
GELLER:in nature's infinite book of secrecy A little I can read
THE KING: pray then, foresee my fate
GELLER:thou shalt be innocent until the army of exeterdoth topple to the rude shockof manchestrian onslaughts
THE KING: 'tis good
GELLER: till iron spoons bend and watches wake from dusty deathyour kingdom will endure
THE KINGexcellent soothsayer!
― debden, Tuesday, 1 February 2005 15:37 (nineteen years ago) link
i cry for thee, jacksonthese tears shall cleanse
THE KING:do not despair your majestie!for my plans never cease to bei now must cultivate an armyan army of leprechauns from thee!
THE KING OF IRELAND:but what ambitions and what tomfoolery a plan this could behow must you convince the Mother Of Nature to provide you with many a stormmany a rainmany a drizzlemany an interrupting Sunto allow many a rainbow for which thy must find all these pots o gold, ye pop king, dare i ask?
THE KING:begorrah!i may exist on thee plain of a pauper in these dying aching daysbut even a leper, less of that a leprechaun, hath always the gift of luck!and being blessed with immaculate charm in earlier years, yeyou generous and love of conditional, your majestie of cloversmust not deny the law above all dirt on which we lay, we walk, and we shovelit is magick, your majestie!leprechauns will bring you this majick! Me majick! The world majick!Commission a park for this army of leprechaun magick at once!
THE KING OF IRELAND:i am overwhelmed with your charm, pop king. you do never lie.to my people, nor ever again on this slag of dung!
THE KING:i shall never!
― the dow nut industrial average dead joe mama besser (donut), Thursday, 21 September 2006 20:44 (seventeen years ago) link
― Shakey Mo Collier (Shakey Mo Collier), Thursday, 21 September 2006 20:51 (seventeen years ago) link
― J.D. (Justyn Dillingham), Thursday, 21 September 2006 22:30 (seventeen years ago) link
And so surprised as the musick hath been abridgeda lobbing of this coat of mine into a sea of admirersMine a tribute to my phalanx of this future of youngso overpowering it could not all be sung!
― gwynywdd dwnyt fyrwr byychydd gww (donut), Thursday, 16 November 2006 17:20 (seventeen years ago) link
― jhoshea megafauna (scoopsnoodle), Thursday, 16 November 2006 17:24 (seventeen years ago) link
― Shakey Mo Collier (Shakey Mo Collier), Thursday, 16 November 2006 17:24 (seventeen years ago) link
― Matt DC (Matt DC), Thursday, 16 November 2006 17:26 (seventeen years ago) link
― Fluffy Bear Hearts Rainbows, Thursday, 29 March 2007 20:32 (seventeen years ago) link
only jackson thread that matters
― conrad, Thursday, 25 June 2009 22:50 (fourteen years ago) link
so true
― And the biggest self of self is, indeed, self (Shakey Mo Collier), Thursday, 25 June 2009 22:52 (fourteen years ago) link
<3 this thread - hope someone steps up for the epilogue
― lex pretend, Thursday, 25 June 2009 22:55 (fourteen years ago) link