"Did Shakespeare Really Compose His Plays?"

Shakespeare is a name familiar to thousands of people all across the world. And his most famous piece, Romeo and Juliet, is taught throughout the United States in high school education. But, recently, there's a growing debate on the surface. Shakespeare vs. the real author. A numerous number of people allege that Francis Bacon actually wrote the plays, contradictory to how Shakespeare proclaimed. Others don't exactly pinpoint a specific person, but they declare it could've been anyone, but William Shakespeare. So, was the world deceived with the idea that Shakespeare was actually a fraud, convicted of pla(y)giarizing someone else's precious work?

Let's start from the beginning. If you didn't know, William Shakespeare was never formally admitted into a university, nor was he born with wealth and prestige, he was just your average Joe. He only attended a local school for grammar, mythology, etc. Back then, (And I mean waaaaay back) to be decently well educated, you had to be wealthy and Shakespeare was NOT wealthy. Now, wait.. How does a man who knows only the basics, write a formal piece with great vocabulary and knowledge?

If one goes back to see the original piece itself, it has been recorded that he had not left a hint to be traced with himself about his writings. The only reason why all the plays are named his is because of the signatures. The signatures looked wobbly, distinct from the original calligraphy. Going back to square one, it was rare to see those who lived in a lower status with the ability to read and write-- so, how does Shakespeare grasps beautiful calligraphy with poor education? What if those signatures on the plays, was solemnly just for practice?

Though, some may also add on to the point that he didn't mention anything about his plays in his will to be a suspicion, I will argue that at the time, his writing wasn't this worldwide sensation. It was only until after he died, his writings became a big boom the in the world of literature. He probably assumed his writing wouldn't go anywhere therefore, just leaving it out of the will(iam).

Yeah, no. I lean towards (As Hannah would say,) Fakespeare.

Picture This!

I am currently reading the memoir, Electroboy by Andy Behrman. Andy is living a life where his decisions aren't well thought out and depend solemnly on his mood; ups and downs. My drawing is a human head (Andy's) as all these polar thoughts go through his head. Hopefully, it seems like a lot in his head to think about, which is his main problem. His bipolar disorder causes him to think one thing one day and the opposite another without realizing it. Insensitivity and clueless. He suffers with social problems around the people in his realm, the lump in his wallet seems to be getting thinner by each minute and just overall, where he stands in life.

I've pulled out a sequence of text that showcases a vital part in the novel and REALLY shows a unique mindset.
"When we arrive I'm taken into custody and handcuffed by a police officer- a formality, I'm told- while I wait to be processed. I'm unusually calm. But this isn't good.  I've lost control. It's getting hot in this room, and I'm sweating and I want to get this over with" (Behrman, 164).
And a few days later...
"I'm thrilled with the media coverage and the rush it induces- it's as god as a manic high or cocaine high. I enjoy my name in print and being the topic of conversation around town. It's particularly exciting to me that the indictment has been given space in The New York Times" (Behrman,166).

As you skim over my quotes, you can without a doubt see that these are two different ways he viewed the same issue, his arrest. One he loses control and is panicking while the other he is happy and thrilled to be seeing his name across the nation as a criminal. Now, as a rational human, I think most of us agree that we'd be panicking, not feeling a surge of excitement, when we see our names listed for a detention: let alone making national news about your felony.