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133 pages, Paperback
First published January 1, 1941
Well, what to do, you must be wondering.A stream of invective from a woman who's just seen her husband killed before her eyes by Ui's thugs:
So listen to me careful. First things first.
The way you're acting just ain't good enough,
Hoping that all will turn out hunky-dory,
Grinding your lazy bums behind the counter
And fainting every time you see a thug.
You're disunited, splintered and without
Some Big White Chief to give you firm protection.
So first comes unity. Then sacrifice.
You scum, you monster, oh, you crock of shit!A pathetic piece of equivocation from Betty, who's foolish enough to think she can negotiate with Ui:
No, even shit would shudder seeing you
And if you touched it, cry out, Let me wash!
Whoever touches Ui is defiled!
You louse of all the lice! And everyone
Will let him get away with it! You there,
They're hacking us to bloody pieces! Help!
It's Ui, Ui, Ui and the rest!
Where are you? Help! Will no one stop this pest?
Clark has told meAnd, finally, the chilling conclusion to the play:
That Ui's youthful revels are now ended.
- The best of us have gone through Sturm und Drang -
He's sown his wild oats, so to speak and shown
His manner and his grammar much improved:
He hasn't murdered anyone for weeks.
Though if you do persist, attacking him,
You might revive his baser instincts yet.
And put yourself in jeopardy, Ignatius.
But if you keep your mouth shut, they'll be nice.
The actor who plays ARTURO UI comes forward and takes off his moustache to speak the epilogue.Check out this play if you've got nothing better to do over the weekend; it only takes a couple of hours to read. And, oh yes, it's just possible you may find some vague resonances with things that are happening in the world right now. If you're that way inclined.
If we could learn to look instead of gawking,
We'd see the horror in the heart of farce,
If only we could act instead of talking,
We wouldn't always end up on our arse.
This was the thing that nearly had us mastered;
Don't yet rejoice in his defeat, you men!
Although the world stood up and stopped the bastard,
The bitch that bore him is in heat again.
Therefore learn how to see and not to gape.
To act instead of talking all day long.
The world was almost won by such an ape!
But don't rejoice too soon at your escape -
The womb he crawled from still is going strong.
E così io, l'onesto Dogsborough,
ho acconsentito a tutto ciò che questa
banda di sanguinari ha perpetrato
dopo avere vissuto con onore
ottanta inverni! [...]
Tutto questo io sapevo, e tutto questo
ho tollerato, io, l'onesto Dogsborough,
per sete di ricchezza, e per paura
che dubitaste della mia onestà.