This is a very interesting modern political twist on Shakespeare's MacBeth...
http://thetruthburns.wordpress.com/ The Tragedy of McCainLong ago, on a bluff overlooking the Potomac. John MacCain returned home from battle. On his way, he came across three strange witches. Before his arrival, they plotted and planned a most dismal fate for MacCain.
Thunder and lightning. Enter three Witches First Witch When shall we three meet again
In thunder, lightning, or in rain?
Second Witch When the hurlyburly’s done,
When the ballot’s lost and won.
Third Witch That will be ere the set of sun.
First Witch Where the place?
Second Witch Upon the plain.
Third Witch There to meet with MacCain
ALL Fair is balanced, and balanced is fair:
Spin and spin through filthy air.
First Witch A sailor’s wife had patience long,
And waited, and waited, and waited:–
Her husband’s to Tonkin gone, master o’ the Flying Tiger:
But in a cage he thither wail,
Just like a rat without a tail,
He’ll do, He’ll do, and He’ll do.
Second Witch I’ll give thee a wind.
First Witch With which to spin and spin.
Third Witch And I another.
First Witch We will drain him dry as hay:
Sleep shall neither night nor day
Hang upon his ten-house lid;
He shall live a man forbid:
Weary countless years
Shall he dwindle, peak and pine:
Though his bark cannot be lost,
Yet it shall be tempest-tossed.
Look what I have.
Second Witch Show me, show me.
First Witch Here I have a pilot’s thumb,
Wreck’d as homeward he did come.
Airplane overheadThird WitchA plane, a plane!
Come, here, limpeth John MacCain.
ALL The weird sisters, hand in hand,
Pollsters of the sea and land,
Thus do go about, about:
Thrice to thine and thrice to mine
And thrice again, for 2009.
Peace! the charm’s wound up.
Enter MACCAIN MACCAIN So foul and fair a day I have not seen.
Speak, if you can: what are you?
First Witch All hail, MacCain! hail to thee, thane of Hanoi!
Second Witch All hail, MacCain, hail to thee, thane of Arizona!
Third Witch All hail, MacCain, thou shalt be king hereafter!
MACCAIN Stay, you imperfect speakers, tell me more:
By Uncle Ho’s death I know I am thane of Hanoi;
But how of Arizona? Goldwater of Arizona lives,
A prosperous gentleman; and to be king
Stands not within the prospect of belief,
No more than to be Arizona. Say from whence
You owe this strange intelligence? or why
Upon this blasted heath you stop my way
With such prophetic greeting? Speak, I charge you.
First Witch Lesser than your fathers, and greater.
Second Witch Not so happy, yet much happier.
MACCAIN Greater than my father? And Grandpa too?
Tell me more! What say you?
Witches vanishMACCAINInto thin air; they couldn’t stay?
I sure like what they had to say!
And so, MacCain left that day with this new idea in his mind. He plotted and planned. He connived and contrived. With his wife, the ever-shrewd Lady MacCain they climbed and climbed the ivory tower, building alliances and allegiances that would bring MacCain to his destined place.
Years later, MacCain, indeed the thane of Arizona, desperately sought the throne also promised him. He sought the strange witches for a special spell, a binding pact that would assure him his prize. The strange sisters knew his intentions and were already mixing the special potion.
A cavern. In the middle, a boiling cauldron.Thunder. First Witch Twice the Maverick hath been denied.
Second Witch Twice the hedge-pig tried and tried.
Third Witch The elephant cries ‘Tis time, ’tis time.
First Witch Round about the cauldron go;
In the poisoned entrails throw.
Rove, that under cold stone sat,
Seeks the head to hold the hat.
Boil him first in the charmed pot.
Add a drop of Nazi snot.
ALL Double, double toil and trouble;
Fire burn, and cauldron bubble.
Second Witch Tax returns of gambling stake,
In the cauldron boil and bake;
Eye of Christian and toe of Jew,
Drums of war – throw in a slew,
Soldier’s tongue and Hannity’s sting,
Keating’s leg and Palin’s wing,
For a charm of powerful trouble,
Like a hell-broth boil and bubble.
ALL Double, double toil and trouble;
Fire burn and cauldron bubble.
Third Witch Scale of dragon, tooth of wolf,
Chained to war in the gulf.
Make five friends of friends of Bush
They shall give the needed push.
Throw in lies and promises all,
Climb MacCain, but do not fall,
Rant and rave and call and bay,
Down upon your knees and pray.
Virginian coal and Ohio church,
Lest you leave them in the lurch.
Time to unleash your Alaskan babe
She makes the masses rant and rave.
Make the gruel thick and fat
For the ingredients of our vat.
ALL Double, double toil and trouble;
Fire burn and cauldron bubble.
Second Witch Cool it with Chicago blood,
Then the spell is firm and good.
Second Witch By the picking of his chums,
Something wicked this way comes.
Enter MACCAINMACCAIN How now, you secret, black, and midnight hags!
Standing there in filthy rags!
I may be thin on top and you call me runt,
But I don’t paint on makeup like a trollop, you cu…
ALL Behold! A deed without a name.
MACCAIN You promised me better than that of my fathers,
Yet here I stand, no higher than Goldwater.
I’ve been through the desert on a horse with no name,
It felt good to get out of the rain.
I’ve snuggled with Keating off in the Bahamas.
His money can’t help me gut punch Obama.
The White Castle is in sight, I see.
Help deliver it unto me.
I’ve embraced everything I once despised.
I’ve sold my soul, I’ve compromised.
Even till destruction sicken; answer me
To what I ask you.
First Witch Speak.
Second Witch Demand.
Third Witch We’ll answer.
First Witch Say, if thou’dst rather hear it from our mouths,
Or from our masters?
MACCAINCall ‘em; let me see ‘em. Grrrrrrr!
ALL Come, high or low;
Thyself and office deftly show!
Thunder. First Apparition: an bald HeadMACCAIN Tell me, thou unknown power,–
Oh, ‘tis you, Karl!
First Witch He knows your thoughts:
Hear his words, but say thou nought.
First Apparition MacCain! MacCain! MacCain! beware Obama;
Beware the thane of Illinois. Dismiss me. Go to Omaha!
DescendsMACCAIN Heh! Heh! That’s super! I’ll get you Barack!
I’ll get you for showing me up on Iraq.
First Witch He will not be commanded: here’s another,
More potent than the first.
Second WitchFunny you should mention that long bloody war,
Here’s a ghost of a child, one of so many more.
Thunder. Second Apparition: A bloody ChildSecond Apparition MacCain! MacCain! MacCain!
MACCAIN Had I three rum sours, I’d hear thee.
Second Apparition Be bloody, bold, and resolute; laugh to scorn.
…
That’s it.
Just be violent and malicious and vindictive.
Good luck!
DescendsMACCAIN Whew! That’s easy. This could be fun.
Unleash my rage and this race is all done.
I’ll take off the gloves, and sling some mud,
I’ll rile my base, I’ll call for his blood.
I will hurl at my foe the very skeletons I hide
Accuse him of my sins, and let the people decide.
And if that doesn’t bring the sheep to my call,
My pitbull Palin will persuade them all.
Obama’s too kind and trusting and fair.
We have vitriol and toxic hot air.
Thunder. Third Apparition: a Child crowned, with a tree in his hand. He is surrounded by merry crowds dancing, singing and laughing all around. What is this
Some infant hippie like the issue of a king?
Who are all those people with flutes
And what do they sing?
ALL Listen MacCain, but speak not to it.
‘Tis hard for you, but you can do it
Third Apparition Be lion-mettled, proud; but take no care
No need to worry with war in the air.
MacCain will not be vanquished until
Peace has come to the City on the Hill.
DescendsMACCAIN That will never be
Who can ever be so stupid as to hope for Peace.
Oh Boy! Oh Goody! I have nothing to fret,
Haven’t felt this good since my last Vegas bet!
War firm in hand and spreading my rage,
Peace will never come to us in this age.
Soon I’ll be crowned, soon I’ll have won.
Then maybe my father will be proud of his son.
But I must have two terms, to vanquish my past.
Tell me, how long can my kingly reign last?
ALL Seek to know no more.
MACCAIN I will be satisfied: deny me this,
And an eternal curse fall on you!
Tell me!
First Witch Show!
Second Witch Show!
Third Witch Show!
ALL Show his eyes, and grieve his heart;
Come like shadows, so depart!
A show of Eight Kings, the last with a mirror in his hand; Obama following.MACCAIN Thou art too like the spirit of Obama: down!
There I see a long line of kings
And yet I can not believe these things!
They do not look like kings of the past.
They look so common, from every caste!
I see a poor farm boy holding his girl.
For these does the true flag unfurl?
These can’t be kings, they do not fit
There is no throne for those people to sit.
What happened to white? What happened to rich?
What happened to my reign? Tell me, you witch!
There I see a skinny young man, and
A tall and strong woman holding his hand.
How can this happen? How can this be?
Why oh why do you show this to me?
I felt so high, now I feel so low.
Apparitions vanishWhat, is this so?
First Witch Ay, sir, all this is so: but why
Stands MacCain thus amazedly?
Come, sisters, cheer we up his sprites,
And show the best of our delights:
I’ll charm the air to give a sound,
While you perform your antic round:
That this great king may kindly say,
Our duties did his welcome pay.
Music. The witches dance.MACCAIN Ah… that’s better. Bring a Bourbon with ice.
This feels like Vegas. Let’s roll some dice!