When William Shakespeare sat down and started writing Othello, Or Romeo and Juliet I wonder if he realised the years of misery, pain and despair he'd cause for hundereds of school childeren in the future? And If he did what an amazing feeling that must have been - Knowing that unintentionally he would cause thousands of 16 year olds to work, head in hands into the early hours of the morning trying to discover subliminal messages, and underlying relationships between characters with ridiculous names, In Paragraphs of barely legible words.
I imagine it's the same feeling that the chancellor gets when he raises taxes, Or that a dentist gets when he says 'You'll only feel a little scratch'. It's that 'I know I shouldn't laugh, But Sod it, Hahahaha' feeling. You know the one, The one you get when you see a person trip up in the street. (Usually followed by the unlucky person staring back at the ground expecting to see the huge gulf they have just tripped over) It really is an amazing feeling. Probably only beaten by the feeling Simon Cowell gets when he is judging Britains Got Talent. He earns millions as the public lap up the sights of pensioners singing do ya think i'm sexy do ya think i'm sexy, Or a ukranian spluttering their way through a rendition of poker face. But he nows despite all this He will earn millions still from some ex smackheads who've formed a boy band and can do a half decent cover of an east 17 song.
It's an amazing feeling. One that I really need to try and get more of.
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