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Cleopatra’s Tragedy

How Cleopatra looked like, according to reference.com


When Maggie appreciated my last post, Cleopatra’s Lovers, I commented about Cleopatra’s tragedy. “Her tragedy was that the entire spectrum of her character was passed through a kind of reverse prism that reduces all the vibrant colours into just one prurient shade. Look at how the Romans describe her in Shakespeare’s play. Lustful gypsy, Egyptian dish, and whore. Those are some of the phrases used by the Romans. They brutally stifled Cleopatra’s vibrant colours. That is the real tragedy.” Maggie yawned and said, “Will this (pointing at me) tragedy go and take bath so that we can have dinner?” It was past eight in the evening.

As I stood under the shower, a reverse prism haunted my thinking. An infinite variety of colours dancing like an intoxicated peacock was forced by some invisible force through a prism and what emerged was a grey ray as bland as a moral science class.

“If Cleopatra’s nose had been shorter, the whole history of the world would have been different,” 17th century philosopher Blaise Pascal wrote. Really? Was it all about her physical charms? Come on, Cleopatra must have been infinitely more than her nose.

Plutarch, Roman philosopher and historian who lived just a century after Cleopatra, wrote that “her actual beauty was not in itself so remarkable that none could be compared with her, or that no one could see her without being struck by it, but the contact of her presence, if you lived with her, was irresistible; the attraction of her person, joining with the charm of her conversation, and the character that attended all she said or did, was something bewitching.”

What happened to all those charms? The reverse prism that grey-fied them is the hypocritical middle-class morality that Bernard Shaw constantly mocked. It is a morality “that conceives virtuous indignation as spiritually nutritious, that murders the murderer and robs the thief, that grovels before all sorts of ideals…” [Shaw’s Preface to Caesar and Cleopatra] That sort of morality will refuse to see the entire spectrum of a person’s character. Instead it will choose to look at one thing. Like Cleopatra’s lust. And then Cleopatra’s peacock transmogrifies into a raven.

I have seen this happening to a lot of people. It happened to me too. Done by well-wishers and missionaries. All moralists who love to peep into the whore-side of a woman even if she has umpteen better charms. This is the real tragedy of Cleopatra and a lot many others.

I finished my shower and joined Maggie for dinner. But Cleopatra refused to leave me. Hence this post.

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  1. Indeed we never look at the entire spectrum of a person's character. Most humans, especially Indians zero in on the one or two negatives and amplify them instead of looking at a person's character as a whole. The world and especially Indians suffer what is called tunnel vision.

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    1. It's a serious problem indeed. It leads to unwarranted judgement of others. If we see the many aspects of an individual's character, we won't be quick to judge. There will be more compassion.

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  2. I did a poem on Cleopatra's nose during my history series for A to Z. The nose is also compared to her dominating quality, as is with most people who have long noses. But of course, these are all conjectures. Cleopatra was a woman of great intellect and genius and the easiest way to downsize her genius is to bring forth her physical attributes.

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    1. Yes, I remember your poem though vaguely. Cleopatra wouldn't have been a Queen without some qualities other than physical charm.

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