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How I explained the draw of Shakespeare to my kid brother

You know how if there’s a song you like, and it’s really popular, then everyone covers it? And, yeah, most of those cover suck, but every now and then you get a cover that’s really amazing, and it’s not an exact copy of the original, but it does really cool things with it.
Well, imagine if the song was three hours long. And almost every cover was one of of the amazing ones. That’s Shakespeare

nimblermortal replied to your post:I just informed 15-year-old brother that Much ado…

It’s not just a pun, it’s a raunchy pun. Because Shakespeare is nothing if not raunchy.

Yup. The conversation went something like this.

Bro: *lets loose with a barrage of unfunny dirty jokes*
Rune: Noooothing!
Bro ….
Rune: Dude, that’s a dirty joke. You didn’t get it.
Bro: Of course I got it, I just didn’t think it was funny.
Rune: “Nothing” is Elizabethan slang for girly bits
Bro: *laughs uproariously*
Rune: Now you get it. See, it is funny.
Rune: And “Much Ado about Nothing” is a pun
Bro: O.O

Now I’m afraid he’s not going to realise just how obscure that is, and go about lecherously saying “nothing” every third sentence. My work here is done.

So my brother got himself a motorcycle which requires much repair work. He doesn’t have space for this himself, so he keeps it in my garage. Which means that he pops by to work on his motorcycle all the time, and sometimes at odd times.

So the other morning I wake up to someone bumping around in the kitchen and my first thought is that it’s my brother making coffee, but then “oh no, what if it isn’t” crosses my mind, and I’m not even entirely awake yet, so I shout “You had better be blood and not a robber!” because that seems the most reasonable thing to do.
So my brother yells back down the hall, “I’m related to you. I didn’t wake you up. Go back to sleep.”

So my chucklehead of a 21-year-old brother got himself into a pickle by driving like an idiot in particularly bad conditions (no one was injured, thank goodness).

The news has shown several photos of his hilariously stuck car, one photo of his female passenger being helped out of the hilariously stuck car (with my brother already out and not in frame), and a video of the car being stupidly driven directly into the problematic area. But because the conditions themselves are newsworthy, these are being used to illustrate the overall situation and the news hasn’t gone on about his situation in particular (ie they haven’t mentioned the name or gender of the driver or the number of persons in the car).

So of course the idiots on facebook and the news websites take the video of the car and leave a thousand comments about how this MUST be a woman driving because haha chikz iz dum, and on the video of him driving like a proper idiot (it’s from a distance and you can’t see the driver) and the pictures of the stuck car, and on the photo of his passenger being helped out, they’re going “I knew it, chikz is dum!”.

And of course, nothing in this situation demonstrates anything about the intelligence or driving abilities of women, or even of one specific woman, and it all demonstrates that my brother is a really stupid driver sometimes.

Context is everything, and it’s not nice to make assumptions when there could easily be more context that you don’t know.

I’m actually more peevish about the commenter than I am at my brother for driving like a moron and potentially endangering himself and his friend.

So my 15-year-old brother advised me against watching Fargo.

"It’s horrible."
"What’s horrible about it?" (bad writing? weak plot? too violent? boring characters?)
"I donno, it’s just horrible."
"Ok, how do you know it’s horrible?"
"My friend told me"
"Dude, have you even watched it?"
"Why would I? My friend said it’s horrible!"
"And your friend didn’t tell you anything about it, just that it’s horrible?"
"ummmm, yeeeeaaaahhhh"

In related news, Fargo is rather good.

So I mentioned that 15-year-old brother is pulling baby’s first all-nighter. It’s just him and me (and the cats and gecko) in the house, he says he HAS to stay up until noon, and has been shouting about his nasal cavity for five minutes. I decided to stay up late and join the fun.

I just read him the second half of Carlisle’s “do not do the thing!” speech (and I think I did an all right job with it, Brother understood it and was impressed), and taught him the word “visceral”.

He’s in the next room reprimanding physics.
"physics, what are you doing? Physics bad, don’t"

I should probably check on this.

I just got back from seeing “Earth to Echo” with two of my younger sisters (I thought it was a cute kid’s sci fi, 12-year-old sister loved it, and 18-year-old sister was annoyed).

Here at the house, 15-year-old brother has a friend over and they’re listening to The Cramps and baking a bithday cake for ‘Murica.

Baldr and Mocha, despite the fact that they don’t entirely trust one another, have both gravitated to my room, which is an oasis of sanity.