The real tragic flaw in Shakespeare’s tragic protagonists is that the characters are not privy (in the full ripening of dramatic irony) to the fact that they are but players, actors, and they need not take their roles seriously at all — maybe just change characters completely and shed the oncoming doom.
However, like us, the players remain asleep to this key, this unlocking of their full potential — limited by imagination alone. (Moreover, the roles themselves are adored, the carefully crafted egos, skilfully induced immortality in temporary personas.)
And so, they are led — usually by the rope of attachment — to their doom, typically destroying others along the way.
God, I love a good tragedy.
#OthelloFan #Macbeth
So many lessons. So many illustrations. Especially self-destruction through self-preservation.
Are we not the same?
The Halfwit Writer 