All the World's a Stage

All the world’s a stage, and all the men and women merely players; They have their exits and their entrances; And one man in his time plays many parts, his act being seven ages.

William Shakespeare, As You Like It

As we return to a time where our politicians and the population resume our expected roles it will be amusing to watch society attempt to regain a sense of what is normal and right.  Those of us entering our seventh act will worry about how those younger than us will carry on. While those youngsters, passions inflamed, will bemoan the idea we’ve not yet left the stage.

Within the modern Colosseum (Our Capitol) the gladiators we’ve chosen to represent us will resume their traditional roles. The Democrats will be the strong guardians of freedom, while the Republicans will be the loyal opposition.  The media will do its utmost to paint the dominant party as brave, trustworthy, and kind. While showing the opposition as cowardly stooges of the rich. This way when it comes time for the gladiator to look to the crowd for the final disposition the choice will be clear. Truth is only a relative value.

We, like the citizens of Rome, seek the circus as a means to relieve the angst of our daily lives, and for one brief moment bask in the glory of our empire.  Now, with all the modern tools of control, we can once again be assured of the final victory.  We don’t have to worry, at least for a brief time, about the Visigoths or the Huns attacking from our borders.  Caesar can issue his (or her) edicts from the comfort of the palace, guarded by the Pretorians. 

Hail Caesar!