Status Updates From The Elizabethans

Engaging writing!

Shake-speare...Fall-staff...oh, oh, I get it. Cute.

I guarantee that William Cecil did enough cocaine to kill a brontosaurus daily. There’s no way dude could have had his fingers in so many pies otherwise.

(And for once, that’s not an innuendo; just a colloquial expression for his intense level of activity.)

Well, now, that was some awkward tap dancing through the topic of slavery...lots of contextual hemming and hawing. I hope the rest of the book doesn't follow suit...