Shakespeare does Tarantino

From Kevin Pese's A Slurry Tale

ACT I SCENE 2. A road, morning. Enter JULES and VINCENT, murderers.

V: And know'st thou what the French name cottage pie?
J: Say they not cottage pie, in their own tongue?
V: But nay, their tongues, for speech and taste alike
Are strange to ours, with their own history:
Gaul knoweth not a cottage from a house.
J: What say they then, pray?
V: Hachis Parmentier.
J: Hachis Parmentier! What name they cream?
V: Cream is but cream, only they say la crème.
J: What do they name black pudding?
V: I know not;
I visited no inn it could be bought.

Not iambic pentameter, but brilliant all the same.


rush said...

I love it.

But the date stamp indicates you posted from the platform during church. Is this true?

Daniel Jackson said...

If I had anything to hide, I would have changed it...
(Lorne likes to know I'm up there just in case anything goes wrong. I run his show on the other PC so there's a backup. I still have to listen to the sermon, but that doesn't mean I can't be doing other things...
I also found out what was wrong with the video feed from the sound booth and downloaded an update for MediaShout, if that makes you feel better.)

rush said...

Interesting. Sunday morning's platform is now multi-modal... Lorne delivering an address to the huddled masses that brave the physical elements, and some hidden avatar broadcasting a message to millions of readers in cyberspace.

My only question is why can't these two forces work cooperatively. I'm sure a sermon on murder could be enhanced with snippets from Pulp Fiction (cultural reference)—and the Shakespeare schtick would have satisfied the King James crowd as well.

What our church lacks in coordination we make up for in being multi-dimensional.