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6 Reasons Shakespeare Would've Written For Cracked.com

As a Cracked columnist, I often receive messages asking for help getting started with writing. A lot of folks ask me what kind of people write for Cracked? Is this really a good way to start my writing career? Arent all the Cracked writers just basement-dwelling freaks who watch too much SciFi Channel?

Well, to them I answer thusly: First, screw you; you sound like a dick. Second, if William Shakespeare were alive today, he would write for one site and one site only: Cracked.com.

OK, he might occasionally put something up on McSweenys, but just the real pretentious stuff. Theres no question that our hallowed halls would be the preferred stomping grounds of The Great Bard, and heres why.

#6.
He Was A Critical Analyzer Of Pop Culture

Shakespeares plays and poems are full of commentaries on what was going on in England at the time. When the Puritans started publicly complaining about his plays featuring love between men and young boys (who played the female roles) and arousing the audience to retreat to secret conclaves and there play the Sodomite, or worse, Shakespeare responded by writing Measure for Measure, a play about a Puritanical Duke who tries to outlaw all sexual misconduct to stifle his own sick urges towards a nun. Kind of a he who smelt it dealt it response, but effective nonetheless.

And not unfounded, especially when you consider the words of a Puritan of the time decrying pedophiles while at the same time giving a perfect impression of one:

These pretty upstart youths profane the Lords day by the lascivious writhing of their tender limbs and gorgeous decking of their apparel

Which, for the Elizabethan-challenged, roughly translates to:

How dare these sexy children be so damned sexy, wiggling like that, itsitsI mean come on!

Shakespeare also openly mocked celebrities of the day, and even included them as characters in his plays. For example, the Bishop of Westchester, featured in King Henry VI, Part I, is satirized for hypocritically making a fortune in prostitution while simultaneously seeking cures for his rampant and numerous venereal diseases.

Well, not only was that a real guy, he was also the guy who licensed Shakespeares theater, AKA Wills boss. Meaning the plays subtext basically reads My boss has herpes. Ha! What a dick.

So the next time you read a Dan OBrien column about him taking a dump on Jacks daughter, recognize it for what it is: an august and thoughtful homage to The Bard.

Further Reading:Shakespeares Satire, by Oscar James Campbell

#5.
He Worked In The Bad Part Of Town

Shakespeare worked primarily in two playhouses: The Rose and The Globe. The Rose was literally a brothel with a theater attached, and both places were situated in a nasty part of London called Bankside, Southwark. Southwark was known for two things: being south of Wark, and whorehouses.

And were not talking about respectable whorehouses here, either; these were places with names like Ye Olde Fuck Shack and Baldrics Palace of XXX Arse Drilling, where you could buy a quickie with a man, woman or child for less than the cost of the mercury treatment youd use to try and rid yourself of the ensuing syphilis.

There was even a whorehouse called The Cardinals Hat (as in what the head of a penis looks like) a mere block away from the Globe, where theatergoers could unwind during intermission by discussing the racy double entendre in the Second Act with the object of their boning. Excepting of course when their mouths were full.

As for the Bankside part of the Globes address, it referred to the bank of the Thames River. In those days, the Thames did double duty as Londons water supply and main sewer line.

Yes, the first-ever performance of King Lear was held in a room surrounded by diseased people fucking and the miasmic stench of human shit.

Surrounded by the unregulated and unsanitized offal of humanity? Mere moments away from thousands of depraved sex acts? Hmm, what does that remind me of? Oh yeah, THE INTERNET.

Further Reading:Elizabeths London, by Liza Picard

#4.
He Wrote Almost Nothing Original

Although he freely altered plot specifics and character traits, nearly every single Shakespeare play is essentially a remake of a poem, book or play Will took a fancy to. Othello? Cinthios Hecatommithi. The Merchant of Venice? Giovanni Fiorentinos Il Pecorone meets Richard Robinsons Gesta Romanarum. Richard III? Basically just Richard II with a wacky ethnic sidekick. Hamlet? The Lion King.

Sometimes he didnt even bother changing the title. Romeo and Juliet is based on an epic poem called The Tragicall Historye of Romeus and Iuliet. Shakespeare basically just cleaned up some typos and put it on stage.

Talk about ahead of his time; the guy was doing in 17th century England what Hollywood only caught on to in the last few decades. If Shakespeare had a movie coming out this summer, theres a good chance it would either be Romeo and Juliet II: Love Harder, or Tron 2.0.

And as a writer whose entire output (somewhere in the hundreds of articles and posts at this point) lurks within the pages of Wikipedia, that hits a little close to home.

Take the Snopses, Wikipedias and IMDBs out of Cracked, and there wouldnt be a whole hell of a lot left (except of course my videos. Mwahaha!).

But all of this isnt to suggest that Shakespeare (and by extension, Cracked authors) wasnt balla. The man was, if nothing else, balla as all hell. Its just that specifics of plot werent his primary focus, and they often took a backseat to his astoundingly clever jokes, wordplay and explorations of theme and language. In other words, its not what youve got, its how you use it; a phrase many a Cracked writer has used on a skeptical lady friend, let me tell you.

Where I Stole This:The Sources of Shakespeares Plays, by Kenneth Muir

#3.
He Made Up Words

Today, most college graduates have a vocabulary of between 3,000 and 4,000 words. Judging from his plays and poems, Shakespeares was around 29,000. Of course, historians still debate about whether he in fact wrote all the plays credited to him, so the total might be somewhat inflated. But really, does it make that much of a difference? Cut 29,000 in half, then cut that in half, and hes still way out of your league. The man ate dictionaries and shit thesauri (a word he probably invented).

Howd he do it? Well, first off, he didnt do much else; he was one of the most prolific authors of his era. And secondly, its hard to know more words than a guy who freely makes them up whenever he wants.

As Ive mentioned before, ol Shakey coined so many household words and phrases, you basically cant talk without ripping him off. In fact, he invented the phrase household words, so I think I owe him a farthing or something.

Wait a minute. Who else makes up words with abandon? What other orgasmtastic group of blogsmiths dares to so refunkify the English lizzanguage? Why, could it beYe Gods, look out! Theres a Chompapottamus headed straight for you!

Further Reading:Shakespeares Words, by David and Ben Crystal

#2.
He Loved Dick Jokes

The one thing all Cracked authors must have in common is a deep and abiding love of a good dick joke. In fact, the only component of the hiring interview is an Editor calling you in the middle of the night and saying floppy penises when you pick up. If you giggle, youve got the job.

And theres absolutely no question that Shakespeare loved the dick joke. Although they often fly over the heads of modern audiences, every single thing Shakespeare ever wrote is like 30 percent puns on the word balls. Im serious. The guy wrote about dicks, vaginas, boning, butt sex, gays, lesbians, cunilingus, pubes and sperm so much I wouldnt be surprised if the quill he wrote with had a pair of rubber novelty testicles hanging off it.

A single example will suffice. People who get off on the fact that the foundation of western literature was a pervy old man love to cite this part of Hamlet, and while it is particularly awesome in its skeeviness, its by no means an anomaly. It goes like this:

Hamlet: Lady, shall I lie in your lap?

Ophelia: No, my lord.

Hamlet: I mean my head upon your lap?

Ophelia: Ay, my lord.

Hamlet: Do you think I meant country matters?

Ophelia: I think nothing my lord.

Hamlet: Thats a fair thought to lie between maids legs.

Ophelia: What is, my lord?

Hamlet: No thing.

Ophelia: You are merry, my lord.

On first look, it seems like a simple and pretty boring misunderstanding about whether Ophelia will let Hamlet lay his head in her lap while they watch a play. But take into account the fact that in Elizabethan England, nothing was slang for vagina (because its shaped like an O), thing was slang for dick, head meant tip of the penis, merry meant sexually aroused and country matters was taken to mean matters pertaining to the cunt, and you get this much more interesting exchange:

Hamlet: Hey, can I stick my wangle in your pooter?

Ophelia: Seriously? Your moms like, right over there.

Hamlet: What if I just put the tip in?

Ophelia: Very well, my lord.

Hamlet: You get it? Im talking about your cunt.

Ophelia: Yeah, I kind of picked up on that. Im too am thinking about vaginas.

Hamlet: Thats a good thing to do between a ladys legs. Fuck vaginas, I mean.

Ophelia: What is, my lord?

Hamlet: Vagina penis.

Ophelia: Correct me if Im wrong, but you seem horny, my lord.

I dont care how many black dinguses Lisa Lampanelli crams into her capacious vagina, shes not getting any filthier than that. Add to all this the fact that, in his time, William Shakespeare's name can be taken to mean "Penis Masturbation" and you've got yourself the reigning champion of genital references.

Further Reading:Filthy Shakespeare, by Pauline Kiernan

#1.
He Was Considered Low Art Until After His Death, When His Genius Was Finally Recognized By More Enlightened Generations

Shakespeare wasnt always treated with the respect, reverence and enthusiasm high school English students lavish on him today (yes, I live in a fantasy world). In his time, a large segment of Englands population considered theater in general to be repugnant, and a gateway drug to all manner of other vices, from atypical sexuality to questioning the leaders who condemn you to live in shit and tax half your income.

Pamphlets were released calling for the destruction of the Globe, with titles like Theatre Is Sin and Free Sex! Now That Ive Got Your Attention, Theatre Is Sin. Some even accused Shakespeare himself of fraternizing with the young boys who served as actors in the shows. These pamphlets are widely considered to be the worlds first yur a fag comment, something Cracked writers are intimately familiar with.

In fact, plays were so looked down upon as a form of literature that Shakespeares werent published in an official volume until long after his death. Until then, all you could get were pirated copies written down by fans during the show and sold in booths at the flea market. It was kind of like the BitTorrent of the 1600s.

So, called gay, offensive and a waste of time by the general public, reproduced illegally, altered, censored and only recognized as unmitigated genius long after the fact. Sounds like Cracked to me.

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Coincidentally enough, todays front page article. Wow, what a perfect cross-promotional tie-in! What are the odds?


When not comparing himself to the greatest writer who ever lived, Michael serves as head writer and co-founder of Ye Olde Those Aren't Muskets!

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