domenica 25 ottobre 2009

Dicken's Criticism about Chancery

I've managed with Wordle ("a toy for generating ‘word clouds’ from text that you provide") the first chapter of 
C. Dicken's Bleak House to fix a 'word-builded' image of Chancery's ruin and inaction.
This is the  result....'Fog everywhere'. 
Fog  at the core of this visual representation.
"The raw afternoon is rawest, and the dense fog is densest, and the 
muddy streets are muddiest near that leaden-headed old obstruction, 
appropriate ornament for the threshold of a leaden-headed old 
corporation, Temple Bar. And hard by Temple Bar, in Lincoln's Inn Hall, at the very heart of the fog, sits the Lord High Chancellor. Never can there come fog too thick, never can there come mud and 
mire too deep, to assort with the groping and floundering condition 
which this High Court of Chancery, most pestilent of hoary sinners, 
holds this day in the sight of heaven and earth'.