Blog 9: So Guildenstern and Rosencrantz go to't...

Hamlet's explanation to Guildenstern and Rosencrantz's death is that they brought it upon themselves. They were puppets to the kings orders and they deserved what they got. I can see why Hamlet finds justice in his action, however I cannot agree with him. He should have spared his friends. He knew that they were just pawns to Claudius plans. " 'Tis dangerous when the baser nature comes/ Between the pass and fell incensed points/ Of mighty opposites." He acknowledges that they were following orders and yet he still set them off to their death in England. Hamlet seems to be the type of person who's the agent of justice. Rosencrantz and Guildenstern wronged him, their death= justice. Polonious was a busybody, his death= justice. And King Claudius "killed his king, made his mother into a whore, took the crown from him, and plotted to kill him," through his death= justice. This shows that Hamlet does not tolerate disloyalty and he does not tolerate betrayal.

Blog 8: Polonius' report

Hamlet seems to be unstable or gone "mad." With the permission of the king and queen I was set off to determine to what extent his madness is at. When I approached him, he called me a "fishmonger" not recognizing who I was. Then he talked about honesty in men, and then the topic changed to maggots on a dead dog. After that he asked if I had a daughter. Our conversations had no straight path to it. He would jump from one topic to another but manages to keep a connection with them. It was as if he was compiling a conversation with fragments of other conversations. I felt as if there was a method to his madness. This state in which Prince Hamlet is found, I believe, is triggered by love. When he spoke briefly of my daughter "Conception is a blessing, but as your daughter may conceive." I believe he wants my daughter to marry. His words seem cryptic and disconnected with the world. I fear for him. He's madden by love which is making him speak of odd things that somehow connect to one another. Though this be madness, yet there is method in't.

Blog 6: Emilia's Diary

Finally! I had done something my dear husband Iago has asked me to do. It was a strange request to get my hands on my lady's handkerchief. What use does he have for it? Whatever the reason, I doubt it's for any malice. I'm just very happy that he was in such a better mood with me. He was so happy to have that silly little trinket the Moor gave my lady. Oh I hope she doesn't ask me of it. I know how much she cherishes it. But if she does I must do as Iago told me and "Be not acknown on't." The things i do to please him...

Oh curses! She asked! and I known not of it. But oh my poor lady the jealous rage that Moor set off. My poor poor lady she had to endure such tantrum. I wish I can tell her that I gave my husband the handkerchief but I promised not to. Why must I keep this loyalty of matrimony? I wish he never asked me for that handkerchief... My poor poor lady, please forgive me!

Blog 3: Hero's side

I was engaged to a handsome, young, strong, soldier. We were very much in love and couldn't wait to get married. Our engagement was 1 week long. He was the sweetest man but on our wedding day he turned out to be an awful villain! In front of everyone he accused me of being unfaithful. He said that I shared my bed with another man! How could that be? I am innocent and he damned me. The man in which I thought loved me would not believe me when I said that he was truly mistaken. Because of all the accusations from him and Don Pedro, a well trusted friend of my father, AND my father's doubt of me! I was overwhelmed. I couldn't breathe. I fainted. How can Claudio humiliate me in such a way? I thought he loved me. When I woke from the faint, he was gone. The priest suggested to send me to a nunnery but not before trying to deceive the whole city that I was dead. And through that deception we were able to see if Claudio truly loved me. Alas, he did not care for my death. He mocked my father and uncle. Oh my foolish heart! How can I have loved such a wretched man? and because of that man, I am here in this nunnery, locked away from the world. He has caged, dishonored, tainted me, my name, and my family. I will never to be married! Oh what a rotten card the world has dealt me!