Hamlet thus far

so I don't feel like making all these different posts for all these different parts of the same book, so here I go.

Hamlet. Hamlet Hamlet Hamlet. Pooor Hamlet. It is unfortunate, the life he leads. The constant surprise to me in all the shakespear plays that I've read in school is that the only concerns they have are social. Oh poor me, My mother married my uncle, oh boo-hoo. What about food? How about all the other swiss or dutch what ever they are who aren't eating when this was written? Oh, I guess the royal prince just forgot about them while he complained that his life is meaningless. I am about as tired of hearing him mope about everything in his lief about as sick as I am of commercials during scrubs. God damn. In a lot of ways Hamlet reminds me of Iago from Othello. He is very cunning, and plans most things three steps ahead. The only difference is he doesn't tell the audience all about about it when the other characters leave the stage like Iago does.

I like that better though.