The Hamlet Project

This morning I had a fairly awful imaginative journey in which all copies of Hamlet were somehow lost and all that remained of it was my Twitter feed where these lines of the play get pasted when I post a blog. I thought how it would be such a difficult task to figure out what the play was if you only had the lines from Twitter. You’d have to figure out which character said what. You’d have to imagine what the rest of the line was after the 140 character limit in the longer sentences. It would be a terrible way to try and figure out the play. But if it were the ONLY remains of it, there would still be great nuggets in even little parcels of text. You’d get this whole line of thought, for example. You’d get: To die, to sleep – to sleep – perchance to dream. Ay there’s the rub.
Which would be quite a bit of awesome even if we lost so much else.