Lucky Jack Aubrey wrote:That was one helluva curvature in his spine, though.
Well, the Tudors got the hunchback part right (c'mon, who in the 15th Century wouldn't have called that a hunchback).
For those slow on the news: RIchard III, a/k/a the Evil King in the Shakespeare canon (i.e. murderer of the Princes in the Tower, still unproven), has been identified and dug up out of a car park that overlays the ancient (and demolished) Greyfriars Monastery in Leicester, England where he was unceremoniously dumped after having the bad luck to get killed at Bosworth Field and, through his death, allow the establishment of the Tudor Dynasty. Given the chunks out of his skull, he went down hard.http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Exhumation ... of_England
I think my first exposure to the myth of Richard III was the the Neil Simon movie "Goodbye Girl", where Richard Dreyfuss was trying to figure out how to play Richard III while simultaneously trying to figure out his new female roommate. There might have been other important bits but I was too young, white, & nerdy to catch on way back then.
And yes, old English history stuff like this just gets me.
In those days spirits were brave, the stakes were high, men were real men, women were real women and small furry creatures from Alpha Centauri were real small furry creatures from Alpha Centauri.