Performing the Queen’s Men: Website Change

 

The Shakespeare Conference: SHK 24.0013  Monday, 14 January 2013

 

From:        Helen Ostovich <This email address is being protected from spambots. You need JavaScript enabled to view it.>

Date:         January 11, 2013 11:45:00 AM EST

Subject:     Performing the Queen’s Men: Website Change

 

If you have been trying and failing to get into Performing the Queen’s Men, here’s the URL that works: http://thequeensmen.mcmaster.ca/

 

Happy hunting!

 

Helen

 

Helen Ostovich  <This email address is being protected from spambots. You need JavaScript enabled to view it.>

Editor, Early Theatre <http://digitalcommons.mcmaster.ca/earlytheatre/>

Professor, English and Cultural Studies

McMaster University

Query about Attribution of Posts to SHAKSPER

 

The Shakespeare Conference: SHK 24.0012  Thursday, 10 January 2013

 

From:        Laurie Johnson <This email address is being protected from spambots. You need JavaScript enabled to view it.>

Date:         January 8, 2013 3:45:10 PM EST

Subject:     Query about Attribution of Posts to SHAKSPER

 

I’ve noticed that the latest post to SHAKSPER is Esther Schupak’s reposting of the Shakespearean Hokey Pokey, an item that has been doing the rounds on the Internet ever since it won the 2003 Washington Post contest. There’s no harm in reposting old classics, of course. But I wonder if there is something less than proper about reposting other people’s words about the classics as well. I also wonder if the poster might not have done a bit of digging on the web to identify the poem’s author and provide appropriate attribution.

 

Jeff Brechlin’s poem and Katerhine St. John’s spiel about it can be found here:  http://www.phantomranch.net/folkdanc/articles/hokeypokey.htm

 

You will see that Esther reproduces St. John’s spiel verbatim, without attribution.

 

I know copyright law is sketchy and inconsistent when it comes to internet content, so there’s probably nothing technically illegal here (indeed, a search for St.John’s spiel shows dozens of blogs and forums on which her spiel is reproduced verbatim without attribution), but as a long-time user of a number of discussion forums, I am noticing a sharp increase in this trend of contributors to forums or blogs repackaging existing internet content as a post in their own name. I wonder if other members of the SHAKSPER community share my concerns about this practice in general or, if not, could help me to learn to stop worrying and love the bomb?

 

Laurie Johnson

Associate Professor of English and Cultural Studies

Faculty of Arts

University of Southern Queensland

 

[Editor’s Note: Let me also say that in this instance the poem sounded familiar but then so do most of the stories I read in the newspaper daily. I edit SHAKSPER for the smoothness of the posting, occasionally correcting misspellings and punctuation, but there are not enough hours in the day for me to submit postings to the rigor of say an article in Shakespeare Quarterly or another academic publication. I strive to judge the appropriateness of submissions (yes, Virginia, SHAKSPER does not publish Oxfordian or other authorship postings), but I simply do not have the time to do much more than I already am doing and, therefore, depend on submitters to practice a degree of pre-formatting and pre-editing, making submissions as readable as possible. Thanks to everyone. –Hardy]

 

Poem by Harryette Mullen

 

The Shakespeare Conference: SHK 24.0011  Thursday, 10 January 2013

 

From:        Harry Rusche <This email address is being protected from spambots. You need JavaScript enabled to view it.>

Date:         January 8, 2013 5:50:13 PM EST

Subject:     Poem by Harryette Mullen

 

As long as we are being in a holiday mood, here is a poem by Harryette Mullen.

 

DIM LADY

 

My honeybunch’s peepers are nothing like neon. 

Today’s special at Red Lobster is redder than her kisser. 

If Liquid Paper is white, her racks are institutional beige. 

If her mop were Slinkys, dishwater Slinkys would grow on her noggin. 

I have seen tablecloths in Shakey’s Pizza Parlors, red and white, 

but no such picnic colors do I see in her mug. 

And in some minty-fresh mouthwashes there is more sweetness 

than in the garlic breeze my main squeeze wheezes. 

I love to hear her rap, yet I’m aware that Muzak has a hipper beat. 

I don’t know any Marilyn Monroes. 

My ball and chain is plain from head to toe. 

And yet, by gosh, my scrumptious twinkie has as much sex appeal for me 

as any lanky model or platinum movie idol who’s hyped beyond belief.

 

~ Harryette Mullen

Meet THE WHITE DEVIL

 

The Shakespeare Conference: SHK 24.0010  Thursday, 10 January 2013

 

From:        Red Bull Theater <This email address is being protected from spambots. You need JavaScript enabled to view it.>

Date:         January 10, 2013 10:02:41 AM EST 

Subject:     Meet THE WHITE DEVIL - Monday Jan 14th @ 7:30pm 

 

Monday January 14, 7:30pm 

 

A Staged Reading of

The White Devil

by John Webster 

 

with

Tina Benko 

Rob Campbell

Jack Falahee 

Cameron Folmar

Sevan Greene 

Florencia Lozano

Eugene Oh 

Bhavesh Patel

Everett Quinton 

Judith Roberts

Nick Westrate 

Rasha Zamamiri

 

A black-as-pitch Jacobean tragedy, rife with Machiavellian characters – each more brutal and libidinous than the next.

 

Directed by

Kay Matschullat

 

Location

Lucille Lortel Theater

121 Christopher Street

 

www.redbulltheater.com

212.352.3101

Shakespeare Hokey Pokey

 

The Shakespeare Conference: SHK 24.0009  Tuesday, 8 January 2013

 

From:        Esther Schupak <This email address is being protected from spambots. You need JavaScript enabled to view it.>

Date:         January 8, 2013 3:59:01 AM EST

Subject:     Shakespeare Hokey Pokey

 

Thought y’all would enjoy this:

 

The following is from the Washington Post Style Invitational contest that asked readers to submit “instructions” for something (anything), but written in the style of a famous person. The winning entry was The Hokey Pokey (as written by William Shakespeare).

 

O proud left foot, that ventures quick within

Then soon upon a backward journey lithe.

Anon, once more the gesture, then begin:

Command sinistral pedestal to writhe.

Commence thou then the fervid Hokey-Poke,

A mad gyration, hips in wanton swirl.

To spin! A wilde release from Heavens yoke.

Blessed dervish! Surely canst go, girl.

The Hoke, the poke—banish now thy doubt

Verily, I say, 'tis what it’s all about.

        -- by “William Shakespeare”

 

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