Shakespeare's Facebook Rant
Let's have some fun with Shakespeare, Hamlet, and Facebook
Ah, to post or not to post, that is the question.
Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer the slings and arrows of outrageous Facebook comments
Or to write a reply against a sea of troubles
And by opposing them, end them? To die, to sleep
No more; my screen keeps me awake
The Heart-ache, and the thousand likes and comments
That postings are heir to? 'Tis a consummation
Devoutly to be followed. To die, to sleep,
To sleep, perchance view my screensaver; Aye, there's the rub,
For in that screensaver, what viruses may come?
When we have shuffled off this Norton anti-virus,
Must give us pause. There's the respect
That makes Calamity of such a long Facebook page:
For who would bear the Whips and Scorns of being "unfriended"?
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