"Thou wretched, rash, intruding fool, farewell!"

I make it a rule to rarely post rants. Rants are to the internet what rain is to a tin roof, and by nature I'm not a ranty guy. Yet here's an exception to the rule.

God DAMN Orson Scott Card and the "God Hates Fags" jalopy he rode in on. Not merely as a Shakespeare enthusiast, but as a reasonably decent human being, I find what he's done to Hamlet in this novella to be vile from a half-dozen vectors. Fortunately I didn't care for his work even before he proved himself to be a bigoted spite spigot, and I have a big shelf of Shakespeare fiction to serve as a palliative.

Still, to quote a bloke, what a foul and pestilent congregation of vapors.