“The Searchers” syndrome, Kipling’s Tommy, The Viking Berserkers unwelcome in the village market in peacetime, all that, is in our foundational myth, King Arthur and the Knights of the Round Table, in the person of Sir Lancelot, the greatest warrior, the finest friend, the handsome and hale fellow of the Great Hall –and the secret seducer of the wife of the King, his best friend.

he is not a real villain for it, tho, and neither is Guinevere, because there is no ambition or greed but only too much of Love. Love, invisible and unpredictable, comes to free your spirit only to, about half the time, murder it. You’re lucky if you’re lucky.