A Tract of Open, Peaty Wasteland Overgrown with Heath? Or a Mixed Berber and Arab Muslim from North Africa? You Be the Judge.

I recently waited five hours in the freezing cold for tickets to Othello, the Moor of Venice.  And I was happy to do it.  I thought, Sweet!  Finally, a play about swamps!  Little did I know that it was not a play about moors that are swamps, but rather a play about moors that are a black guy.  Needless to say I was pissed.  Not because I hate blacks or anything.  I just really love swamps.

*Note to self:  Adapt Othello into comedy vehicle for Jamie Kennedy and Cedric the Entertainer.