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Tracking Social Networking In Shakespeare Plays
An anonymous reader writes "By feeding PieSpy (an IRC bot used to visualise social networks) with the entire texts of Shakespeare plays, it became possible to produce drawings of the social networks present in his plays - it is now possible to visualize the relationships between the characters in his works, and see Shakespeare in an entirely new light."
That is the question...
The most practical way to tell the difference between Macbeth and Hamlet requires two days and a local theater company.
Day One:
Enter the theater and say "Hamlet" to each of the actors, observe their reaction
Day Two:
Enter the theater and say "Macbeth" to each of the actors, observe their reaction, be prepared to run away from an angry mob.
Music is everybody's possession.
It's only publishers who think that people own it.
Fuck Beta
~John Lenno
petruchio: Hi Shrew A/S/L?
Great, the last thing I want is to have to ignore a friend request from Hamlet on Orkut. That guy is so whiney and needy.
Now if only I could think of a clever way to start emailing Juliet.
-Colin
.. why so many of Shakespeare's works are called comedies just because everyone doesn't die at the end. I saw the Merchant of Venice and there wasn't a single pie-fucking scene in it. I want my money back, dammit.
IRC Shakespeare...
<HAMLET> Alas, poor Yorick! I knew him, Horatio: a fellow
of infinite jest, of most excellent fancy: he hath
borne me on his back a thousand times;
<L33tBoi> ROFL LOL!!!? u r a fag
Because he's dead.
*thinks*
Macbeth: "Will you go out with me?"
L. Macbeth: "Yeah, when the great Birnam Woods come to Dunsinane, you loser."
Macduff: "Ooh, snap!"
*laugh track*
Macbeth (mutters): "Jeez. No man of woman born can lay that chick."
*laugh track*
I shudder.
-Carolyn
Like Daddy always said: if you can't dazzle 'em with brilliance, baffle 'em with bullshit.
Malcolm: Let every soldier hew him down a bough
And bear't before him: thereby shall we shadow
The numbers of our host and make discovery
Err in report of us.
Macbeth: OMG! WTF camping n00b