I was on the bus this morning when a girl in her early twenties got on and shouted at the top of her lungs:
"I can't believe they killed him."
Naturally, this caught my attention. Which is good, because it allowed me to pay attention to the second part.
"I can't believe they killed Julius Caesar."
Indeed. But it went on for most of the rest of the ride...
"It's stupid. They're stupid."
There was some gape-mouthed boyfriend-type with her who periodically would agree.
"How do they think they're going to run Rome? He was like, the smartest one."
Somewhere in there I caught on that they were talking about the TV show, Rome. Still, the idea that someone could be watching these events--a full 2000 some years after they occured--and still be surprised, floors me.
I would have loved to have been there when she saw the Passion of the Christ. ("Why won't they stop like hitting this guy? I hope he don't die.")
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