The Hamlet Project

It rarely works like this.
The toadying suck-ups to authority rarely see consequences beyond their own loss of self respect.

If there were a physical expression of Hamlet’s line here, it would be a big rain cloud of destruction. Every time Rosencrantz or Guildenstern insinuated himself into the corrupt orbit of the king, the cloud would get a little bigger. The destructive storm cloud would hang there over them, sucking up each suck up like an anteater sucking up ants. Soon it would become so full it could do nothing else but rain destruction over them.