Having not quite completed the annotated study of the Rule of Law as the Law of Rules, with an emphasis on the rhetorical tropes as a funhouse of mirrors, I gave up and read Shakespeare. Tenure could wait, or so I thought.

The first reading is what Hamlet meant when he said Readiness is all. It does not, surprisingly, address survivalists or self-help influencers who want to be auteurs. Dying with zero, discipline equaling freedom, stoicism as a daily calendar - cramming Hamlet into that racket proved to visit too much conceptual violence than could be borne. But Notorious B I G and ready to die was a skeleton key text that helped turn what Horatio heard into just the kind of flotsam and jetsam that the book buyer at FSG would find alluring and, even better, sellable as whetting an appetite, a decimated lack from which the masses didn’t know they were suffering.

From there the first reading of ripeness is all fell like meat from a bone of a brisket that a wealthy celebrity enthusiast of wood chip grills and sous Vide cryovac dilettantism might post about. Lear knew what Shakespeare didn’t yet conceive, but eventually birthed, just like Doubting Thomas knew what faint-hearted Antonin so obviously wrote but couldn’t intentionally say or at least could say it intentionally but not mean it: Roll it all back to 1920. Here, of course, Bryan Garner is Cordelia.