"Julius Caesar"

Shakespeare: Lend me Your Ear

Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your ears. I have come to bury Caesar, not to praise him. The evil that men do lives after them; The good is oft interrèd with their bones.

It is sad, but in all appearances, the world has gone to the dogs; why?

I'll tell you why: it all stems from the disease of greed; it spreads like a cancer or a hook, like having to have more! Give me my fix! Like blood suckers sucking up on the public. "More!" they shout.

Tin Can gods of the universe grow like a cancer. Then yes, just too often, the good are interrèd with their bones, and forgotten. Then, the magnet of evil, having no resistance, continues to grow.

Hell's

Fire

Think about it.

The fairy Lady