The quality of mercy is strained

Jim Henley links to a nightmare, and then to another, and then to another.

It droppeth as the casual spit of heaven upon those placed beneath. It is twice curst. It curseth him that giveth not, and him that must take what is given. 'Tis malignest in the mightiest. The throned monarch no better than his crony. Dread and fear, mercy in money's sway, mercy sans justice.