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Does Rafal have Thalassoharpaxophobia? (Google it...)
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This will take a dark turn. Rafal did not appreciate your question.
[They respond in unison:]
Rhian: Yes. / Rafal: No.
Rafal: [He glares at Rhian.] I don't fear pirates—they just don't sit right with me. Traitors, the whole lot of them!
Rhian: It's a phobia. Own up to it.
Rafal: Do you see me quaking in fear around them? No, I do not. There. That's your answer: I don't have a phobia.
Rhian: Just because you don't expose your fear doesn't mean you don't feel it.
Rafal: I don't have feelings.
Rhian: Not true. It seems you can feel rage perfectly well. And you're a sore loser.
Rafal: Again, you're wrong. I display emotions to my advantage. That doesn't mean they're real.
Rhian: Fair enough. But I still think you have a phobia, as brilliant a liar that you are.
Rafal: [He finally snaps.] It's not a phobia, Rhian!
Rhian: Whatever you say... and yet—how do you explain why you shoo every single pirate away?
Rafal: It's not because of me. It's-it's because of you! Just how do you expect me—us—to do our work when those foul pests are raising hell on School grounds? They're bad influences.
Rhian: And you're not one?
Rafal: I thought this was about them, not me.
Rhian: [stares at his brother in askance]
Rafal: Fine. I'll admit I'm a bad influence, but it's my job to be one. Think of the students. Besides, you're immune to me by this point, so it doesn't matter either way. Pirates are another story. They do affect you.
Rhian: So now you say you care about the students? What next? Another brazen, bald-faced lie?
Rafal: I'm done with this conversation. For the record, I do not have a phobia.
Rhian: No! Come back! It just became interesting!
[Rafal stalks off.]
[Rhian waits for him to be out of hearing range.]
Rhian: He definitely has a phobia.
Rafal: [shouting] You don't get the last word! I do.
Rhian: [shrugs] Petty. He always leaves me. If only he'd associate with pirates. He has a lot in common with them.
[Rafal halts in his tracks and returns suddenly.]
Rafal: If you’re insinuating I was a deserter, I told you that I wouldn't do it again. Hell, I wouldn't have left if I had known all that would come to pass under your authority.
Rhian: Empty words. Hot air. Guff. What more can you expect from Evil incarnate?
Rafal: Rhian. Stop talking to strangers with their invasive questions. We're done here.
Rhian: Farewell 'til next time, my fair, devoted disciples!
Rafal: [sighs heavily. In a strained voice:] Listen here, Rhian. First, they don't like you. Second, they're glutting you with falsehoods, and third, there won't be a next time. I'm washing my hands of this rabblement, pirates included, and you ought to too.
Rhian: Pay him no mind. All, including pirates, are welcome. [He winks.]
Rafal: I will carve out your tongue if you keep jabbering away like a fool.
Rhian: [outraged, as if he were victimized] See what I have to live with?
Rafal: You're crying out into a cold and unsympathetic void. Whatever passive “audience” you believe we have is as hard and unfeeling as the Storian. They love to watch our pain and misery. They laugh and mercilessly mock us as the Storian does. I wish death upon them all. No, worse.
Rhian: Even if that’s true, mind your manners! [then, in a whisper] You know I’ll just die if whoever is out there doesn’t come away with a good impression.
Rafal: Again, I don’t see why you care about those faceless tormentors of ours. [with a stern look:] To anyone reading: we are not your manikins or playthings. Neither Rhian nor I. You are subordinate to me, and inferiors such as yourselves don’t dictate what we do.
Rhian: The question was harmless, Rafal.
Rafal: But was it victimless? Look at us.
Rhian: What about us?
Rafal: [accusatory] They want to see us fight. They're setting us against each other.
Rhian: My sincerest apologies to everyone. He’s not usually like this, as far as tact and diplomacy extend. He, er… woke up on the wrong side of the bed this morning.
Rafal: [abrasively] You still can’t see it, can you? Stop talking and they might just leave us alone.
Rhain: They’re probably gone by now, Rafal. You’ve probably driven them off with that cranky disposition.
Rafal: Doubtful. I know they’re out there. And I’ll be waiting.
Rhian: Enough. I—
Rafal: I think that one day, one day, they’ll surface, and on that day...
Rhian: I’d advise you to run for your lives if you care an ounce for your self-preservation.
Rafal: They'll turn up. They’re sadists and masochists. Why do you think they read our tales?
My answer to this ask would be no.
It's probably just an impassioned hatred of pirates, an aversion. A full-blown phobia just seems extreme and a little unlikely. I don't think Rafal would generalize and discriminate against all pirates as far as fear goes, but, then again, in terms of simple hatred and his low opinion of them as a collective, I think he would hate them indiscriminately. He'd reject them at every turn, from Hook's betrayal and onwards. But, I could understand viewing Rafal as traumatized in some way through Hook, considering Hook's role in their tale.
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alphaman99 · 10 months
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Lynn Chu posted:
The Democrats have gotten away with lying, cheating, stealing, and the worst, most unethical and grossly self-dealing behavior for as long as I have been able to pay any kind of attention. About 40 years. It is now to a point where they have "defined deviancy down" to degrade or destroy every moral and ethical standard society requires to run on. And the only thing they say in their own self defense and promotion is to demand the immediate implementation of "socialism" and the erasure of U.S. sovereignty and citizenship. State authoritarian control. To dominate and command and control all individual liberty on the say so of a rabblement of antisemites, race hucksters, and morons, like Ilhan Omar and AOC.
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gepgep2 · 2 months
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"When I was a young man back in the fifties starting out on what was to be my career, I used to proclaim that my chosen profession seemed to consist of secular clergy or clerisy. I was thinking, of course, of the highly Anglo-Catholic New Criticism under the sponsorship or demigodness of T. S. Eliot. But I realized in latish middle age that, no better or worse, I was surrounded by a pride of displaced social workers, a rabblement of lemmings, all rushing down to the sea carrying their subject down to destruction with them."
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nem0c · 8 months
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I say (avoiding terms, as that I am said to rail, and the like) that the Prince of this Town, with all the rabblement his attendants, by this Gentleman named, are more fit for being in Hell, than in this Town and Country: and so, the Lord have mercy upon me.
John Bunyan, The Pilgrim's Progress (1678)
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shakespearenews · 2 years
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I discovered recently that Richard Wagner liked to spend his evenings at home performing scenes from Henry VI. You can see why Shakespeare’s monumental trilogy would appeal to the creator of the Ring cycle. You could also hardly have a starker contrast than Wagner’s solo efforts – “in the face of which,” said his wife, Cosima, “mortals can only be silent” – and the RSC’s upcoming production of Henry VI Parts 2 and 3, which will feature a total cast of 120.
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“These plays, whenever they are done – especially at the RSC – invite experimentation. So I’m working with a company of 25 professional actors including eight recent drama school graduates. For Part 2, which we call Henry VI: Rebellion, they will be joined by 74 adults recruited from the length and breadth of England – though, sadly, not Scotland – and 21 young performers from the RSC’s Next Generation company. They will all come together for Jack Cade’s rebellion when there’s a stage direction that says ‘Enter Cade and all his rabblement’.” 
Although, as Horsley says, there is a sense of scale to these plays, these 95 recruits “aren’t simply there to make up the numbers”. Some will have speaking parts, such as the character of Saunder Simpcox, who lays fraudulent claim to a miracle cure. “One way to experience Shakespeare is to see it,” says Horlsey. “Even better is to be in it. We are offering people the opportunity to connect with Shakespeare and hopefully pass on the joy of that experience to others.”
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aparnavinodpillai · 3 years
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ardenrosegarden · 4 years
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Casca recapitulates Caesar's brilliant refusal of the crown.  Casca and the others (particularly Cassius) are well aware of the propaganda value of Caesar's action in the market-place.  Casca's tone indicates quite clearly that he was not taken in by Caesar's actions but that the "rabblement" most assuredly were.
-David M. White, Shakespeare and Psychological Warfare
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utopianatolia · 6 years
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251) William Shakespeare - Julius Caesar
Like a Colossus, and we petty men Walk under his huge legs and peep obout To find ourselves dishonourable graves Men at some time are masters of their fates The fault, dear, Brutus, is not in our stars But in ourselves, that we are underlings.
I can as well be hanged as tell the manner of it: it was mere foolery, I did not mark it. I saw Mark Antony offer him a crown, yet ‘twas not a crown neither, ‘twas one of these voronets: and, as I told you, he put it by once: but for all that, to my thinking, he was very loath to lay his fingers off it. And then he offered it the third time; he put it the third time by: and still as he refused it, the rabblement hooted and clapped their chopped hands and threw up their sweaty night-caps and uttered such a deal of stinking breath because Caesar refused the crown, that it had almost choked Caesar; for he swooned and fell down at it: and for mine own part, I durst not laugh for fear of opening my lips and receiving the bad air.
If ı were Brutus now and he were Cassius He should not humour me. I will this night In several hands, in at his windows throw As if they came from several citizens Writings, all tending to the great opinion That Rome holds of his name, wherein obscurely Caesar’s ambition shall be glanced at Anf after this let Caesar seat him sure For we will shake him, or worse day endure
That should be in a Roman you do want Or else you use not. You look pale and gaze And put on fear and cast yourself in wonder Too see the strange impatience of th heavens But if you would consider the true cause Why all these fires, why all these gliding ghosts Why birds and beasts from quality and kind Why old men,fools, and children calculate Why all these things change from their ordinance Their natures and preformed faculties To monstrous quality,why,you shall find That heaven hath nfused them with these spirits To make them instruments of fear and warning Unto some monstrous state Now could I, Casca, name to thee a man Most like this dreadful night That thunders, lightens, opens graves, and roars As doth the lion in the Capitol A man no mightier than thyself or me In personal action, yet prodigious grown And fearful, as these strange eruptions are
Therein, ye gods, you make the weak most strong Therein, ye gofs, you tyrants do defeat. Nor stony tower, nor walls of beaten brass Nor airless dungeon, nor strong links of iron Can be retentive to strentgth of spirit But life, being weary of these wordly bars, Never lacks power to dismiss itself If I know this, know all the world besides, That part of tyranny that I do bear I can shake off at a pleasure
And why should Caesar be a tyrant then? Poor man! I know he would not be a wolf But that he sees the Romans are but sheep: He were no lion were not Romans hinds. Those that with haste will make a mighty fire Begin it with weak straws: what trash is Rome What rubbisg and what offal, when it serbes For the base matter to illuminate So bile a thing as Caesar!! But,O grief....
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The Tarquin drive, when he was called a king “Speak, strike, redress” Am I entreated To speak and strike? O Rome I make thee promise If the redress will follow, thou receivest Thy full petition at the hand of Brutus
Cowards die many times before their deaths The valiant never taste of death but once Of all the wonders that I yet have heard It seems to me most strange that men should fear Seeing that death, a necesseary end Will come when it will come
Calphurnia here, my wife, stays me at home: She dreamt to-night she saw my statua Which like a fountain with a hundred spouts Did run pure blood, and many lusty Romans Came smiling and did bathe their hands in it: And these does she apply for warnings and portents And evils imminent; and on her knee Hath begged that I will stay  at home to-day
Et tu, Brute? Then fall,Caesar! Liberty, freedom! Tyranny is dead Run hence, proclaim,cry it about the streets
Brutus. Be patient till the last. • Romans, countrymen, and lovers! hear me for my • cause, and be silent, that you may hear: believe me for mine honour, and have respect to mine honour, that you may believe: censure me in your wisdom, and awake your senses, that you may the better judge. If there be any in this assembly, any dear friend of Cnsar's, to him I say that Brutus' love to Caesar was no less than his. If then that friend demand why Brutus rose against Caesar, this is my answer : not that I loved Cesar less, but that I loved Rome more. Had you rather Caesar were living, and die all slaves, than that Caesar were dead, to live all free men ? As Caesar loved me, I weep for him; as he was fortunate, I rejoice at it; as he was valiant, I honour him; but as he was ambitious, I slew him. There is tears for his love; joy for his fortune; honour for his valour; and death for his ambition. Who is here so base that would be a bondman ? If any, speak; for him have I offended. Who is here so rude that would not be a Roman ? If any, speak; for him have I offended. Who is here so vile that will not his country? If any, speak; for him have I offended. I pause for a reply.
With this I depart that, as I slew my best lover for the good of Rome, I have the same dagger for myself, when it shall please my country to need my death.
And that craves wary walking, crown him that  And then I grantput a sting in him,  That at his will,he may do danger with.  Th'abuse og, greatness is when it disjoins Remorse from power: and, to speak truth of Caesar,   I have not known when his affections swayed More than his _reason. But 'tis a common proof That lowliness is young ambition's ladder,  Whereto the climber-upward turns his face; But when he once attains the upmost round, He then unto the ladder turns his back, Looks in the clouds, scorning the base degrees By which he did ascend: so Caesar may; • Then, lest he may, prevent. And, since the quarrel Will bear no colour for the thing he is,   Fashion it thus: that what he is, augmented,  Would run to these and these extremities:  And therefore think him as a serpent's egg Which hatched would as his kind grow mischievous  And kill him in the shell. 
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profoundpaul · 4 years
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Black Man Defies Hateful Protesters to Their Faces, Carries American Flag Right Through ‘CHAZ’
The Spokesman-Review of Spokane, Washington, has dubbed the CHAZ — the “Capitol Hill Autonomous Zone,” which is basically a 2020 reboot of the Occupy Wall Street rabblements set in the American Northwest, taking over six blocks in Seattle for some sort of vague experiment in alternative living — the city’s “newest neighborhood” and said it…
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alphaman99 · 2 years
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Lynn Chu posts:
The Democrats have gotten away with lying, cheating, stealing, and the worst, most unethical and grossly self-dealing behavior for as long as I have been able to pay any kind of attention. About 40 years. It is now to a point where they have "defined deviancy down" to degrade or destroy every moral and ethical standard society requires to run on. And the only thing they say in their own self defense and promotion is to demand the immediate implementation of "socialism" and the erasure of U.S. sovereignty and citizenship. State authoritarian control. To dominate and command and control all individual liberty on the say so of a rabblement of antisemites, race hucksters, and morons, like Ilhan Omar and AOC.
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inewsmaster · 4 years
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Yeah, sure, you can golf if you're a former president. If you're among the rest of the rabblement, however, Michelle Obama wants you to stay inside.
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baublefobbersleuth · 5 years
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Harold Bloom’s home library, photographed in June. Credit Tanya Marcuse.
Scholar and literary critic Harold Bloom has died at the age of 89. Dwight Garner hits memorable notes in his tribute to Bloom, who in one of over 40 books launched an attack “from a crenelated embankment” on critics and scholars whom Bloom termed “a rabblement of lemmings.”
It was impossible to read deeply in Bloom without…
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Know More for Health Insurance for Pre Existing Conditions
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No one knows what happens in our life. It may bring us glory all around, or may give us disclaimer or, yes, end up our allotted span just like that. Everything is guaranteed as nothing is in for a long haul and why not our health also should be irrefutable. Evolution of human mind bought us health insurance and assured us to provide help as and when needed. But, it also limits its gratitude for some pre-existing conditions. Here, let us have a look at Health Insurance for Pre Existing Illness.
 Excogitate It, Or Not to:
Health insurance are not new to our denizens; it has been helping the folks for so long time that we get hope from a properly registered organization to dispense our help as we when required. In this impregnation, we are not sure of seeking favour from anyone very close to us (including family members, friends, nearest and dearest). But, Health Insurance with Pre Existing is some precincts that they put upon their speculations. Some people are very clever in cunningness that they obtain money from the conservatory in the wrong way that they could follow. One such route is the use of Pre-existing conditions were the insurer claim his amount pointing his previous ailment that he met with before coming into the contract with the corporation.  Some patients naturally become weak due to their illness and retrieve for their coinage. But, taking into consideration of some cases, where they pretend their cash (maybe under the situation of the financial crisis) using the affliction as their sympathetic reason. The argument is all about, considering it into the insurance policy or not heats the debating table.
 What to Apperceive Farther?
As this line of action does not carry any legality, one insurance company differs from the other. They follow their own set of rules and regulations and accepting a request with pre-existing conditions are up to the confederation. But, there are some policies where Health Insurance Pre Existing Conditions No Waiting Period is followed. These certain years are given when the insurer cannot claim the currency for their infirmities. But, if once the person left in the hallway, it’s their fate to reappear from the beginning of the waiting period again and only if that total period upshot, they can get back their money-notes from the insurance company. More such directions are being followed by these organizations to keep themselves on the safer side. We cannot warrant the company’s money in the hands of policymakers. Providing with such option and keeping trust on the rabblements seems to be a big piece of the action. But, ways turn around where there is a chance for the agency to swindler on people.
Whatsoever finally it is the matter of business. They keep the eye on their advancement and focus more on gaining. These Quick Health Insurance Quotes describe the preponderance of health care in their whole lifetime.
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themonologuearchive · 7 years
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Act 01, Scene 01 - 02 - Casca
From: Julius Caesar, by William Shakespeare
Genre: Tragedy
Topic: Annoyance
Character: Male
I can as well be hanged as tell the manner of it: it was mere foolery; I did not mark it. I saw Mark Antony offer him a crown;--yet 'twas not a crown neither, 'twas one of these coronets;--and, as I told you, he put it by once: but, for all that, to my thinking, he would fain have had it. Then he offered it to him again; then he put it by again: but, to my thinking, he was very loath to lay his fingers off it. And then he offered it the third time; he put it the third time by: and still as he refused it, the rabblement hooted and clapped their chapped hands and threw up their sweaty night-caps and uttered such a deal of stinking breath because Caesar refused the crown that it had almost choked Caesar; for he swounded and fell down at it: and for mine own part, I durst not laugh, for fear of opening my lips and receiving the bad air.
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