Happy Last 1/2 Hour of the Ides of March
Happy "Kill the Dictator Day"!
Could you kill this man?
Borges writes in his "The Plot:"
"To make his horror perfect, Cæsar, hemmed about at the foot of a statue by his friends' impatient knives, discovers among the faces and the blades the face of Marcus, Junius Brutus, his ward, perhaps his very son--and so Cæsar stops defending himself, and cries out, "Et tu, Brute?" Shakespeare and Quevedo record that pathetic cry.
Fate is partial to repetitions, variations, symmetries. Nineteen centuries later, in the southern part of the province of Buenos Aires, a gaucho is set upon by other gauchos, and as he falls he recognizes a godson of his, and says to him in gentle remonstrance and slow surprise (these words must be heard, not read): "Pero, ¡ché!" He dies, but does not know that he has died so that a scene can be played out again."
Could you kill this man?
Borges writes in his "The Plot:"
"To make his horror perfect, Cæsar, hemmed about at the foot of a statue by his friends' impatient knives, discovers among the faces and the blades the face of Marcus, Junius Brutus, his ward, perhaps his very son--and so Cæsar stops defending himself, and cries out, "Et tu, Brute?" Shakespeare and Quevedo record that pathetic cry.
Fate is partial to repetitions, variations, symmetries. Nineteen centuries later, in the southern part of the province of Buenos Aires, a gaucho is set upon by other gauchos, and as he falls he recognizes a godson of his, and says to him in gentle remonstrance and slow surprise (these words must be heard, not read): "Pero, ¡ché!" He dies, but does not know that he has died so that a scene can be played out again."