In anticipation of the movie “Three Hundred” which I probably won't see unless forced of course..
It struck me that the current elite all come from the “University”, Triangular and columnar, mathematically clean, the perfect child of Mr. Temple and Miss Always Right.
Where you are separated from your family, or society and thrown into the know-how without the wisdom of the past, for these are not your father's words (from his humbled personal heart) but a gathering of what works for any particular task.
That's where the plans come from, from lonely little offices filled with books to the top, away from the warmth of the sun.
That's where you meet fellow-minded citizens bound to bring the new one thousand years of fun.
And when it doesn't pan out, you can just shrug your shoulders and move on to the next subject, insect, or country, or loon.
This is what the Persian Wars were for, Truth versus Lie. What is truth you ask? You won't find it in a book.