When the hurly-burly’s done, when the battle’s lost and won (Banksy for the Wimp: Shakespeare Edition, Nov 11)


In theaters around the world some believe that today’s play in Banksy for the Wimp: Shakespeare Edition is cursed. They refuse to mention its name and simply call it The Scottish Play.

Proud Scotland that just showed us in their referendum that democracy can work even when it comes to such an emotionally heated topic as independence.

In a world where decisions tend to be based on a global scale shrinking it back to the home turf seems antiquated. But even global decisions start as a thought in a single human brain. No matter what masterpiece of evolution a human brain is, the bulk of its development happened when we lived in small tribes that were knit tightly as humans’ main tool for survival. It’s because of that that the highest number of social connections our brain is capable of handling at once is 150. As much as we want to perhaps, we will never care for more than that because having a connection to someone is the basis for caring.

Ever growing entities that demand our attention and loyalties overstrain and frighten us. We try to adjust, widen our perspective, start long lists with electronic blips we are asked to call friends, but the longer the lists grow the lonelier and more insecure we get. We turn into Linus without his security blanket. We dig for roots in hope to find connection and identity again.

That the world stretches wider in a way than our mind can handle makes us vulnerable. Our desires have always been engine and fuel to search for solutions. Those who aim for power know how to use this. The play I am looking for today dramatizes the corrosive psychological and political effects produced when evil is chosen as a way to fulfil the ambition for power.

But really we don’t need to look into fiction to find examples for that. 96 years ago today ended one of the most horrific wars of humankind with the armistice that was later on turned into a very fragile peace with the Treaty of Versailles. I am thankful for all those who threw and throw their weight and life against the devilish combination of malicious, manipulative, megalomaniac, rootless, and ambitious. At the same time my hope is that the Scottish referendum, the peaceful beginning of a debate on how to achieve both: roots and freedom – individual recognition and integration in a world wide network, will not remain a lorn example of an attempt not to turn more people into veterans.

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