– My cheeks hollowed out, I had run my course: I could see the horrendous bailiff’s assistant looming over the horizon, a quill stuck ominously in his wig: shaking and shuddering with fear, I make one last effort. – When people can’t debase wit or cleverness, they take their revenge by abusing it. As I’m Spanish, I think I can be rude about Mohammed without any trouble, but some emissary from I don’t know where immediately complains that my lines are offensive to the Ottoman Empire’s Sublime Porte, to Persia, to a sub-section of the Indian sub-continent, to all of Egypt and to the kingdoms of Cyrenaica, Tripoli, Tunisia, Algeria, and Morocco, and the result is that my play is done for, just to please some Muslim princes, not one of whom can read so far as I know, and who like to give us a good whipping as they call us names and tell us we’re Christian dogs. wiki/File:Jean-Marc_Nattier,_Portrait_de_Pierre-Augustin_Caron_de_Beaumarchais_(1755).jpgĢ Tired of making sick animals miserable, and looking for a complete change of job, I throw myself body and soul into the theatre: if only I’d tied a stone round my neck instead! I put together a comedy set in a harem.
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