Hey, I get into those Black Moods. And I know that nothing feels better in a Black Mood than blacker-than-black poetry. Shakespeare is wonderful for this. As I'm certain that I won't be the only human around in need of some really harsh, depressing poetics to justify my horrible moods, I figured I would spread the joy...er. Anyway, feel free to node below what you feel is some of Shakespeare's best words to the despised....

Here's two of mine--the first is from Macbeth (Act V, Scene 5). This is for when Life Is Meaningless:

Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow,
Creeps in this petty pace from day to day
To the last syllable of recorded time,
And all our yesterdays have lighted fools the way to dusty death. Out, out, brief candle!
Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player
Who struts and frets his hour upon the stage
And then is heard no more: It is a tale
Told by an idiot; full of sound and fury;
Signifying nothing.

And this (from Henry V, Act III, Scene 3) is for when you just want to kill. This, by the way, is how the vonderful King Henry V threatens the people he's got under siege to surrender. Hey...I sure hope I'm not the only one who sometimes just wants to kill...anyway.

Therefore, you men of Harfleur,
Take pity of your town and of your people,
Whiles yet my soldiers are in my command;
Whiles yet the cool and temperate wind of grace
O'erblows the filthy and contagious clouds
Of heady murder, spoil and villany.
If not, why, in a moment look to see
The blind and bloody soldier with foul hand
Defile the locks of your shrill-shrieking daughters;
Your fathers taken by the silver beards,
And their most reverend heads dash'd to the walls,
Your naked infants spitted upon pikes,
Whiles the mad mothers with their howls confused
Do break the clouds, as did the wives of Jewry
At Herod's bloody-hunting slaughtermen.
What say you? will you yield, and this avoid,
Or, guilty in defence, be thus destroy'd?

In closing, if that doesn't help you in your quest to be pissed off, well, maybe somebody else's suggestions will. (!)

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