![]() ![]() ![]() The boy took hold of my cloak from behind and said, “Polemarchus orders you to wait.” And I turned around and asked him where his master was. ![]() After we had prayed and looked on, we went off toward town.Ĭatching sight of us from afar as we were pressing homewards, Polemarchus, son of Cephalus, ordered his slave boy to run after us and order us to wait for him. Now, in my opinion, the procession of the native inhabitants was fine but the one the Thracians conducted was no less fitting a show. I went down to the Piraeus yesterday with Glaucon, son of Ariston, to pray to the goddess and, at the same time, I wanted to observe how they would put on the festival, since they were now holding it for the first time. I’ll be quoting from the Allan Bloom translation, which you have to like even if you don’t like Allan Bloom. The central image of Book I is the background story to the conversation that leads to the creation of the “city in speech” in the first place. I’m convinced that the book is about the role of media (“poetry”) as much as it’s about politics and ethics, and about images much more than Forms, so what I’ll do is write one post for each of the ten Books of the Republic, focusing on what I think is the central image of each. I figured since I teach the Republic every year I’ll write something about it. ![]()
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